Stupid days.

Do you ever get those moments when you want to extend your arm as away from your body as much as you can, only to bring sheer force into slamming your palm against your head as hard as you can? You probably haven't, you're probably not as insane as me.
What about those moments when you want to scream at the top of your voice, but you know you can't, because your mum will rush in and start questioning everything about anything. Which often make you end up at a point where you want to scream at her instead?
Or, those moments when you want to grab something, and throw it as hard as you can at something else? Say, your best clay sculpture at a brick wall? Or onto concrete?
How about, when those moments happen near something solid and hard? Say like, a computer desk. Something stresses you out so much, that you punch the desk as hard as possible. Or knee it from underneath, head bang it, elbow it, or do something else that hopefully hurts you and not leave damages to the desk?
Today, is one of those effing days.