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I Don't Speak Latin

Friday, April 01, 2005

Generally,

Life is sucking.
I think I'm having a love affair with my blog which listens without comment. Thank you blog for being an amazing substitute boyfriend. Which I don't have. For reasons I don't even know. I've reached the new conclusion that it's not that I'm repulsive to look at, just when people get to know me, they wish they hadn't.
And here's where all my failings come from.
Why don't I have any self-confidence???????
It would solve most if not all of my problems. Can anyone spare some confidence? I would repay you with a few inches of scar-free surgery.
In reference to the.... well. You know. It's because of my lack of self confidence. I lost because I was nervous. The rational person would say, ok, well thats better than not being good enough. The irrational person that I have become says that that's BULLSHIT.
Together, Yueyue and I make the perfect sadistic depressed person. Just being around me makes me depressed. I can't imagine how YOU must feel being around me.
Just remember. 5 days.
5 days.
5 days.
5 days.
It's therapeutic, when you start.
It's 7:51 on a friday night and i'm sitting in front of my computer in my housecoat. I should be out with Jess.... but they're attending an event at which I would feel very out of place. So I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself.
And don't you dare say it could be worse.