Meh.

That's the perfect word to describe my mood with right now. Meh.

Everyone is stupid, everyone does everything wrong and this goddamn planet with its depressing weather sucks.

Last night I ate half-a-bag of chips and half a chocolate-bar and drank atleast 3 cups of Coke. Only to feel bad about it seconds later. Then I moped for a while and watched Supernatural and drooled over Jensen Ackles, I felt slightly better.

I feel fat. My head hurts. My stomach hurts. I kinda feel like bashing someones head in with a hammer. Oh and I would love some ice-cream right now.

Damn.

I hate PMS*.

Cheers, or whatever...

*this is actually pretty rare for me because I almost never suffer from this "sickness" but when I do...well I kindof turn into Lady-Bitch-Alot.

Curiosity killed the Cat.

Why are people so damn curious, or plain nosy about other people's lives?

Why is humankind these days so intent on knowing everything about everyone? Why are we so damn obsessed by celebrities? How come we read tabloids at all, why does that interest us?
 Is it some kind of strange or perhaps slightly morbid curiosity?


I know that curiosity is good, we learn by being curious. We ask questions and get answers. It's human to be curious. How else would we learn anything?

But where do we draw the line between plain, old-fashioned, healthy curiousity and ugly, annoying nosiness?


I'm a person who likes to keep my private life, just that private!
I don't like talking to everyone about everything that's going on in my life. That is for me, my boyfriend, my family and friends to know not anyone else. It's none of their bloody business.

That's why I can't stand it when people feel this strange need to know every single thing and just doesn't seem to understand when enough is enough.

I'm the queen of vague answers, so mostly I do great when I think people are being too nosy. But then there's the people who can't take a hint and doesn't understand when to stop talking.

This is why I've been in a bad mood all week it seems...
There was alot of nosiness involved and I finally, just snapped and blurted something out that I kinda didn't want to say at all. Now I feel like a really bad person, like I betrayed someone close to me's trust.
I don't want to hurt anyone, and I just feel like shit. Maybe for no reason at all but I still do.

Fuck. Now I need a cigarette...too bad I quit.

Pathetic Whining.

I haven't done anything today. I just love those days when I can just relax for once because I've had a stressful couple of days.

Lots to think about. Small irritaions. I've just been stressed out and my nerves has been all jumbled.

I miss my honey too...God I'm pathetic.

Anyway.

Over and Out.

I Hate People.

Borrowed from We♥it.

Sometimes this is actually true. 

Today I got so mad.

I hate it when people talk shit about things they know nothing about.

For fuck's sake shut up!