Spent most of weekend working on stats homework. Yes, am supposed to be living the time of my life... you know, mid twenties, lots of boys, parties, booze and on top of that a job to pay for it all. It's not happening I tell you. Simply is not happening. Instead have job, school, bills, and no time for parties because have no time to be hungover. As for the boys... well, they simply are not falling fast enough from the sky. As it is, do not want many... just one. One normal, no drama relationship. This must be payback time for the first three stable normal long-term relationship worthy men whom I broke up with. Decided to play in the bad boy circuit and ended up... well, am not too worse for wear, but definitely do not want to go back there and deal with what I term "alternative love". You know, all the "I love you but... (fill in lame excuse here)..." God has a funny sense of humor.

Ok, I get it now Big Guy. I get the point.

Must say however, that have friends, super duper friends, as saving grace. They dusted the dirt off my butt, picked me up and took me shopping!