I'm so good at it. I mean, amazingly good at it. I can be doing something just fine and then bam it all blows up in my face. Especially when I enjoy it. In fact, it seems the more I enjoy something, the faster I fuck it up. Kinda makes me wonder whether there's a reason for it. Then again, nobody actually reads my journals anyways it seems, so whoopdy freaking doo. Go fuck yourself world.