Or so they say. I reckon its probably true, so... I am going to do something different. Just for the heck of it and because I am not particularly thrilled by the things I am getting. Which is people dissapearing into thin air as soon as i turn on my Skype. Just one particular person really, but it bothers me to no end. It's not like i am some maniac who stocks her trying to get attention she is not willing to give. Ok, may be sometimes, but its rare, really, like once a year or so. Surely this is not the reason to change your status when I come online. Screw you, bitch. Who do the fuck you think you are? I deserve better.

And so, I have burned a couple of stupid things on the stove, creating a pile of ash that would have to be cleaned up later, said what I thought and deleted that contact. And that's that. And this diary is a new page, literally. Here I am going to whinge, rant and whatnot and not give a fuck. Perfect place to talk about shit nobody will talk to me about and the shit i don't want to talk about with anybody. lol, i am turning into a fucking emo

On a slightly less shitty note, this should be a good place to record my feelings about staff. Just so few years later I wont say: 'oh, yeah, it was not so bad', coz our memory screws with us and we tend to recall only the good staff. I want to remember just how shitty it was so I am not tempted to dive back into it if opportunity arises.

And regarding the name: i am just so fucking sick of how unbelievable fake the bloody Facebook is. Like, wtf? Why there is only 'Like' button? What if I really hate some shit? And where is the 'I don't give a rat's ass about your stupid dumb whatchamightcallit'? Fuck that shit. I want some honesty. And if noone is willing and noone has guts I am just gonna do it all by my pretty little self. Right here. And so it goes..

what do you know? I think I do feel better after a rant)