Yes, something horrifying has just occurred that has made me sickened by the internet's existence. I had written a good six paragraphs of a blog entry, when suddenly the screen kind of shifted and the text literally disappeared. I must of pressed a key that refreshed the page.I. Am. RAGING.I was in the middle of ranting about America's Next Top Model, but now I have to start the rant all over...

Well, it has come to that beautiful time of year again. An Irish Summer. I must stress the word Summer, because as any other Irish person will tell you, it is not really a Summer at all. More like a pissathon where the skys open up and drown us in our own misery for three solid months. And yet every year, around March, like walking ghosts people shuffle about, huddle together, share their rumors...

Ok, I feel as if I have no one to talk to, so why not express it anonymously on the web, right? I just feel really hopeless, useless and sad right now. The sad thing is is that I woke up this morning in such a happy mood, I have the day off, my family are out of the house, it's raining, and I was hoping to have a complete relaxation fest guiltily playing Sims 3, which I haven't played in over two...

It is quarter to nine on a Monday night. And yet again the rebel brigade have landed outside my house, screaming like there is no tomorrow. Jesus Christ, it pisses me off soo much! I live in a park, and occasionally on a Saturday night a few teenagers might go drinking outside, but these feckers have been here for about an hour now :(. There is one confident bastard screaming screwed up shit,...

Oh my god, I think I might go mad. It's almost the end of midterm, and the last time I saw anyone my age was last Saturday. I'm stuck here in the countryside with my somewhat strange family, surrounded by cows, rolling green hills, and the sea. I am so isolated! We've just got internet, and I've happily tuned in to Facebook, and I'm greeted by messages saying "Had great time shopping today, wish...