Hah
Like I said, go on the road for two weeks, drive across the country, get four or five hours sleep a night for a few days, put a few hangovers in there, subsist on coffee & nicotine while working 12 hours a day, get your pic taken in a dark hallway through cigarette smoke, and then go submit your picture to GQ magazine's cover.
And this is a newsflash btw -
Getting pissed off for being repeatedly teamkilled by the same moron while practicing for a competition match now qualifies as "emo".
Especially when the same teamkilling moron is one who cried the loudest when the team lost all the time.