I hate using this blog to bitch and be all whiny an shit. Unfortunately this is the only forum in which no one from my real knows me, therefore, giving me grearter power to just vent. If I don't blow off some steam somewhere I'll just end up taking a hand full of pills and washing them down with a pint of scotch. So dear readers, for thoses of you who do read this ( of which I'm sure there are very few, if any at all), I apologize in advance for my angst driven, emo ramblings.
Anticipation is the most disappointing of all emotions. It will FUCK you every time. Sure it's nice to look forward to things. It's good to plan for things but just know that 70% of time you will be let down. In my case about 90% of the time. The past few months nothing have gone right. Every time I think something is going my way, I slam face first into a brick wall. I do my best to make sure everyone around me has everything they need at the expense of what I need.
I've had people tell me that I've been building up a lot of good karma. People say that good things must be coming my way. Well, you know what karma? It's time to pay up! This balance is due!! I've had enough suit dumped on me in the last four years that I'm fucking owed.