Desperation
Hey there. The week has not been nice to me (or rather, my mind has not been receiving the turns of events that happen this week well). I just verified that I am a friggin desperate dude, not matter how hard I try to deny it. I am a friggin loser, a Jerry Smith in my own story, but worse. Even Jerry could get married. I can't even get a friggin girlfriend, can't even maintain a decent conversation with anyone for more than 1 minute. I am just an insecure, super-self-conscious loser that can't even get the motivation to fix all the things that are wrong with me, even when I already know what need fixing. I'm sure you'd have already figured out the general tone of the post by now. Not too late for you readers to close this page before I ruin your otherwise great day. You have been warned. Still here? Then let's step back a little before I go back to my self-derogatory fit so that you know how I came to the conclusion. I'm sure any regular reader wou