Note: These two thoughts are related in no way, shape, or form.

"... I ain't ever gonna understand last night." I have so much grey area in my life already; I should stop before I start... but I guess it's too late. No man wants anything to do with me. The select few that do only want me, but not to be with me. Somehow, I still manage to get in these predicaments.

I'm never going to win. I can appreciate the fact that life is challenging; it makes it worth living. But... am I ever going to catch a break? I know that I'm not a (excuse the following excessive cliché) poor, starving, AIDs-infected child lacking access to clean drinking water or even the simplest healthcare. I'm just being whiny, I suppose.