Quiet

I swear if I don't get to hear myself think, I will scream and kill someone.

I don't get how parents have to get all angry and start shouting at the top of their voices. It gets me so irate because I'm trying to do my work here.
It's so ironic that they can do that and we can't, because when we scream, we get slapped or scolded for creating such a ruckus.

I need to think in peace.
I should just escape to the toilet to do my work, good stuff.