...my life, public toilets, and other crap-filled things...

Right - nix the over-dramatic angst-filled blog post and replace it with this: the moral that I don't know what I'm doing, must stop whatever I'm doing, and never do all of this again.

I hate:
- Casablanca

And actually that's it, Casablanca. Fucking movie. What was that about anyway?

That's a lie. I also hate:
- benefits of the doubts
- assumptions
- accountability (or the lack thereof)
- Italians

And I'm not too fond of honest opinions from Rachel. Especially when she's right.

Fuck. P.S. What's the deal with the fact that being a male at 20 essentially negates logical thinking? But the important thing is that I am still allowed to hate him, logic or not.