Are You There Blog? It's Me, -k.

Dear Blog,

It has been over a month since my last rant to you. I realize now that it is because I have absolutely no life to speak of.

I go to sleep (sometimes), wake up (unfortunately), get dressed, go to work, come home, and repeat. There is maybe one time a week where that changes... and even then it's not by much.

No, sadly, I spend my time wasting life on the net, watching Miyazaki movies (did you know that Howl's Moving Castle was a book before it was a movie?), and eating. Is this why I feel like a blimp that ate a whale? I think so.

In fact, the only remotely interesting thing that has happened lately is that Tori tried to contact me, again, several times. Seriously, is it too much to ask that she moves to Antarctica and gets over herself? I only want to be rid of her and that unfortunate waste of space which I reluctantly call kin. Let me tell you, though, if she thinks that she's going to set one solitary toe near my family for Christmas or the upcoming cousin nuptials she has another thing coming.

Note to self: Make sure that I can get a totally hot, successful date for these functions. I don't care if I have to hire someone, I will show her that she is an idiot and that I am a better person than her in all ways. As it is, I am already the smarter, prettier, and skinnier one so I'm already winning.

God I can be such a bitch.

Anyways, it's true. Her ugliness reflects from the inside outward. Add on top of that her ineptitude at life, her veiled outlook at love, and her vast immaturity... See? She's not pretty at all.

But really. To think that your first "love" is going to last is a pipe dream. I'm not saying that it doesn't happen (in fairy tales and harlequin romances) but I am saying that a person needs to live life before they know anything. After all, a person doesn't just assume that they know everything about biochemical engineering without going and spending thousands of dollars at a top university for four years+. What, then, makes people think that anything else about life is any different?

But I digress.

Life as I know it has been dull and with no future planned for the upcoming year things can only get more interesting.

On that note, I need to find a job that I can tolerate - though it would be ideal to find one that I really like - for the next 11 months. I've been contemplating teaching English abroad in Asia or Africa. I think that that would be really neat and a terrific learning experience. I'm also looking into finding a job at a resort out west.

Basically I want a job where room and board are somewhat taken care of with the job so that I can save as much money as possible.

I think that that means that I have to stop buying cosmetics... or books... or movies...

Well, at least I'm not a clothes-horse. There's a positive to the situation.

I know that I cannot, and WILL NOT, move anywhere near the Ottawa area. The more space that I can put between myself and my mother's majority of the family the better. It only sucks that I won't be close to my mum. Seriously though, I can only tolerate a handful of that side of the family. The rest are drunks, drug addicts, and lay-abouts who marry too young, pro-create when they can't financially support, and drink away their life thinking that they have it all.

It's sad.

If I ever come to think that way, I want everyone that I meet to hit me. Hard. In the face. If you break my nose, it will just add to my realization that I have become insane if only for a moment.