have become raving lunatic...perhaps should boycott all creatures of the male sex. seriously not worth all the frustration and anguish we put ourselves through. does it sound like i've been reading bridgette jones? hehe cuz i have. hate not knowing what i want...or if know what i want wish would just realize it and get on with my life. hate making decisions. just want to live life ignorantly and blindly as if in matrix and being used as human battery for the machines. no pain...but then again no joy. crappolla...what to do with my insanely disheveled life. what is it about thinking that one is british that makes one want to speak "properly" and use big words. does anyone else get the sense that i'm manic? altho am not really writing grammatically correct. hate so many things right now. wish could just get on with life and JUST. BE. HAPPY.

listening to: my turnacate-evanescence over the incessant drilling in the alley outside of my apt. can i get some peace please?! it's my last day here.

p.s. is probably my fault all this crap happened b/c i decided to "make contact" with the boy...out of respect and friendship...but just backfired and now have fueled unnecessary drama. def. should go on BOYcott. boys are poop...