It’s been a long month! I must say, March almost kicked my ass! Quick update: tried Yoga again w/ different instructor @ different place. It’s not for me. Random info: its official, my nu favorite artist is Amy Winehouse! She seems to be mixed with the right kind of crazy—similar to me! If you get the chance, buy her CD—you won’t regret it!

Anyway, on to the chaos that is my life. As you know, I’m all about introspection and epiphanies. I’m always searching for some deeper meaning behind each word, action, or occurrence (and even thought). I guess that’s why I spent 3 years as a Psych major? Anyway, after an incident or two recently, I’ve created a Manifesto (of sorts) for myself. I know it’s crazy! So what? It was a long ass month. Just humor me and read it!!!

It’s official! As of this day, I am officially (since its official) done with the following things:

I’m done with jobs that I hate. Spending all day with people I can’t stand. Leisure activities that feel more like a full time job. In particular, Yoga. Rude people. Stupid men. Long lines. Bitchy customer service reps. Boring dates—why bother, just go home. Stupid men. Loud neighbors. Washing dishes. Closet apartments. Cloudy days. Stupid men. Vacationing in “The City” who am I kidding, I need to escape NYC! Malicious friends. Ignorant people. Sunday evenings—because it means that Monday and work are on the way. Summer, because it’s not long enough! And Winter because it comes too soon! Stupid men. Transparent people. Crowded trains. Grumpy people—that shit is contagious! Keep it to yourself! Cold nights. First kisses, because there are far too few that really count anymore! Soup—to be honest I always hated it. Why not add it to THE LIST? Bad liars. Stupid men. Objectification. Discrimination. Assumptions. Generalizations. Compromising. Failure. Stupid men. Fairy Tales. Weak minds. Call waiting-its starting to get on my nerves. Carry out—but I hate cooking too, so I guess its here to stay! Pretending to like people. Simple minds. Waiting for them to get theirs. And what’s going around to come back around to those people. Trying to be a psychic. Vicious dogs. Dairy—I’m lying. I’m an addict! Bad movies. Stupid men. And ironically enough complaining!?!?

Until.