how i could just kill a man

some people may have been into hard core, early 90's rap about smokin hella dope and cappin muthafuckas with an ak, such as i was when i was 12. thank you cypress hill. anyways, yesterday at school i was in the office talking to a woman (and i dont blame her for this) and i told her i needed my transcripts sent to financial aid (mind you this is a desk 10 feet away). she told me that it would take up to ten business days. i thought she was maybe kidding as i pointed at the person that i could very well slap in the face if i were to take two or three steps to my right. she smiled nodded and i said whatever. today for my online class i am having problems logging in with the access codes i was given. This as i find out is not a matter that i can sort out with a person on say a telephone. no i have to email someone with my problem and they will TRY to have an answer back to me within a day. which does me no help when the assignment is do tomorrow. i know at this point that these two things have nothing in common other than sucking but why do i have the urge to smoke a wicked fat blunt and put 10 hollow points into my computer monitor. and again i say, thank you cypress hill