UGH.

I'm back in that place where I don't know who I am or where I truly stand with anyone. I hate it so much. I wish I could just move away to some other country. Start again. Find people who don't know a thing about me. It's so dangerous opening yourself up to someone. Loving people kills you in the end. And eventually it turns out it's not worth it because they all leave. And then you're alone again.

I'm using 'and' at the start of sentences. That's terrible grammar. *smacks own hand*

I cleaned the kitchen floor today. "Big deal" you say? Oh yeah, it was actually, because our mop fell apart a few weeks ago so I cleaned the damn floor with a chux and shower power. It's all pretty and shiny now though :) Which is good, since I'm cooking tonight. I hate a dirty kitchen. Which ours generally is, unfortunately. I think starting a sentence with 'which' is also bad grammar. Dammit.

I love Emily. Just thought I'd throw that out there, since she's amazing and often says the same thing about me in her blogs haha.

You know what I don't get? Why someone I know seems to have a new date every second weekend and I can't find a single guy. It's supremely unfair. SHARE THEM, DAMN YOU. I mean, unless my friends are liars (which they may well be) and I'm actually an ugly, fat cow (as I've often considered), then it makes no sense that I can't meet anyone except dirty perverts who message me on MySpace. Ugh.

Just ugh to everything.