S.O.S

I know where I'm going to be summer 2008!! The ABBA museum in Stockholm, Sweden! There's going to be a studio where visitors can record their own ABBA songs! Now I just have to pick the perfect song...

But don't let the jovial nature of this post fool you...I'm still in an intensely bleak mood. In fact I almost emailed an ex-boyfriend to ask him why he stopped talking to me. What the fuck is wrong with me?

It's like if I keep digging into this maybe I'll be able to find what is so unlovable about me. Then maybe I can fix it and be like those other girls who are loved...

Ugh. I'm getting gross.