#10 - Meh...

I'd like to paraphrase parts of the Jonathan Coulton song "Big Bad World One" which perfectly sum up my feelings right now:

I quit.
I'm done.
I don't think it's gonna turn out okay.
It's no fair.
It's no fun.
Everytime it's gonna end the same way:
Me zero, big bad world one.

I feel so apa-bloody-thetic, and very depressed right now.

I need to write.

I need to sleep.

I need to drink to excess.