slump.

sitting at home on a friday night alone. i don't even have a bottle of alcohol to drown my sorrows in.

been in an irritable mood all day, partly because i've been plugging away at a 4000 word report basically non-stop for the past 48 hours..nothing like leaving things till the last minute hey..and partly because this week has just been flat out crap. i'm not sure if i've mentioned this in previous posts but my (low life) ex boyfriend and i had been hanging out again (um, what in the world was i thinking) the past month or so..like usual he decided to do a runner straight back into the arms of the girl he cheated on me with throughout our relationship. this has happened maybe fifty times now..but hey, who's counting?! done. done. done. only problem is he has a key to my apartment which he is refusing to give back..so i've spent most of the week trying to chase that up with no success.

pretty well hating on the male kind at the moment. i would be all too happy if every lying, cheating, bastard would just go drown themselves in a lake, because quite frankly, i don't think they deserve to be here if their soul purpose in life is to drag girls through hell and back.