Can't touch me!

I know, I know, I know! I haven't been updating! Sorry!

Anyway, tons of horrible things have happened since my last proper update.

• I've put on tons of weight. Winter. Oh well, what can you do?
• I lost out on a $1500 bucks because I'm not that good a writer. I got $500 for a third prize instead. Sad, huh?
• For the first time ever, I exceeded my internet download limit for the month of May, and was left with a screaming mother and 44 episodes of Veronica Mars. Tsk.
• I finally got over a painful, drawn out one-sided relationship only to enter into another, only this time i'm on the unpleasant receving end. ____, I know you're lonely and need a friend, but I'm your tutor and let's leave it at that!
• I think my friendship with my closest schoolmate is breaking down.
• I think my relationship with my mother has broken down and can't be fixed. Sometimes I just want to leave home.
• I think the last vestiges of my faith have snapped. Hello, sad cynical world of atheists. I've got a foot in your door.
• My age is seriously bothering me. I feel like one of those late-thirty-something women worrying like crazy about hitting the big forty. Seriously. Why?
• I feel stupid.

P.S: Title of my blog entry is a song I'm currently listening to. "I Know I Know I Know" by Tegan and Sara. Well worth the download. So Kazaa/Limewire/e-mule/bit-torrent away!

And exams end tomorrow so after that I'll be back to writing sad, self-absorbed diatribes about the evil world and how no one understands me and how I cut myself and curl up in bed crying while listening to Marilyn Manson bitch at the world.

P.P.S: I'm joking.

P.P.P.S: About Marilyn Manson.

P.P.P.P.S: He's cool.

P.P.P.P.P.S: In a sick, twisted way.

P.P.P.P.P.P.S: I hope he rots in hell.

Labels: Growing Pains