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I couldn't want any other thing at this very moment. I'm listening to the track with the same title by Gwen Stefani. Unfortunately, escapes only provide temporary relief to the things we are running away from.

I'm watching myself become bitter more so everyday. The sad part about it is I can't do anything about it. Maybe that's why most grown-ups act like something's up their ass, or some adults act like they're a teenager... It's a defense mechanism, trying to deal with things forced upon them. I just hope as bitter as I am, I don't end up being an ass.

Yes, it's always a choice. At the moment, it's a matter of choosing between lesser evils, and bitterness takes the cake. Let's just make the best out of the situations being presented before us. My only gripe is the impeccable timing of these events. When you think it can't get any worse... it just did.

The people around me aren't exactly contributing to the solution... I just got lectured by my grand mother a while ago and instead of positive reinforcement, she adds insult to injury. For the N'th time, I have only myself to blame. I don't need people fucking reminding me almost every single day. Well there's nothing I can do really since I still live under her roof; which will soon change whether I like it or not.

Thankfully, there are blogs where you can rant all you want for free without hearing any cynicism. It's like having your personal shrink at your disposal. I guess in some form this is sort of an escape.