I have no idea what I'm doing, because I have no idea what I want. 2006 was a year of waste. Evertything I gained in friendships, relationships and professionally in that year has come undone by the end of it. No close friends anymore. A rocky relationship. A job that has settled nicely on to the road to nowhere.
Pick yourself up and try again, right?
I don't know anymore. I did that last year because I knew what I wanted. A job for a year, new friends...
I don't know what I want anymore. Jobs will forever get boring, you will forever end up hating the people you work with - especially when they're not as funny as they think they are. No person can totally be trusted as a friend.
Someone will always be waiting to fuck you over for no reason.
So, in summary? I have nothing. I want nothing.
Except a cigarette.
