Friday, December 31, 2004

Why must...? (or, a treatise on the miseries of my teenage years)

Why must my friends easily get girlfriends?
Why must I be so unpopular that my dweeby friends get invited to parties and I don't, forcing me to stay home with my pathetic family and do homework?
Why must this constant chain of events lead me to a sense of quasi-depression?

More on this later.