okies, i have officially recovered from the major 'high' that had me running circles and doing stuff I don't usually do. Like smiling and being happy. (yugh who would have known :P)

anyways long story but in short i think at least for a long while i might go back to the old serious pez that everyone must by now know me as. I am quite happy with my previously made plans of becoming an old spinster and grow old with 27cats. Even though i hate cats and they would probably all be dead in about a week, although Romulus and Birdy are still alive and kicking (my fish).

I am more than happy to become the freaky old woman next door who all the other kids in the neighbourhood are scared to go near. yada yada yada, I think you get the point.

I am really sick of trusting people and having it all thrown back in my face. It seems that everytime i trust someone either my intentions get misinterpreted or things somehow don't turn out the way they were supposed to and i end feeling like a complete fool. I don't like it. (no I am not pauline in disguise) I am sure that no one does, but this time i have completely given up.

I no longer want...[insert what i previously wanted] Yea, just realised that the person that i am talking about could be reading this and if you are...

'screw you and i now hate you!!!'

~.~