Melancholia

I’m one of those chicks who pride themselves in the inability to feel such fickle human emotions as loneliness. I’m starting to rethink my stand on that though; I guess the powers that be are at work, doing their best to reassure me that I am in fact quite human contrary to common belief.
I was in an all girls’ school for the whole of my high school (you can stop gasping already, I’m perfectly normal). Regardless of that fact, I find it rather difficult to make girlfriends. Don’t get me wrong, girls are great and all but given the callousness and insensitivity of my temperament or personality or whatever, I’d much rather stick with the thicker skinned sex. There are some chicks on the other hand that perhaps are on heaven’s mission to redeem me from the hell that is I or maybe decide to disregard the Cruela attitude that I have so completely adopted……… I don’t know. Anyway, they are my friends
There’s this whole craze with studying abroad that I don’t completely click yet (don’t kill me P) but against my advice and better judgment, they have all been swept up in this tide. Every. One. Of. Them. It wasn’t so bad until Sunday night after I said goodbye to the last lot of them at the airport and comforted their miserable mothers- I have a knack for that by the way- I got home and it hadn’t hit me yet……. At least not completely that I no longer had anyone to wallow in self pity with or to share the latest juicy gossip with for the moment.
Anyhow, on Sunday night there was this major crisis at home that almost resulted in my death and I just needed to hala at some one who I didn’t have to start explaining everything to from scratch. You can imagine my horror when I realized there was none of my girls I could call, at least not for the next two days. As if that was not enough, all the guys had their phones off because it was Sunday night and they wanted an uninterrupted night before the new week. What the fuck?!
Worry not, I’m coping. I vent by breaking little birdies’ necks. Not

P.S: I’m trying to stop swearing, it’s not working very well though, any pointers? Not from you Antipop though

P.P.S: There is a new boy in my great life, more about it later……. Or not