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Hey kids,

Well, its been a while.

It's actually been quite a hectic week in the life of Kitty.

My mother and baby brother are over at the moment and I'm about to walk out. I can't take her constant prying and his constant temper tantrums. And of course, if they're here that means my grandparents are here too and they brought with them my great grandmother. There's no where to f*cking sit in the lounge room, the floor is covered with toys, the tv is so f*cking loud I can't hear myself think and no-one listens to a f*cking thing I say. Not like it's my house or anything. F*ck!

I'm honestly considering moving to Melbourne with my friend Ash in Feb. It's looking damn tempting at the moment.

Meanwhile, I look like a lobster with leprosy. I went to the beach and I'm so damn sunburnt. But it's not even an even red. It's actually pretty funny. I'm hoping I'll go brown. That never happens for me. I've lived out here most of my life but I still can't get a tan. Damn Irish skin.

I'm so f*cking mad at the moment.

My best friend and I don't speak anymore and it's been about a month and I'm sick to death of all the stupid games he's been playing. Plus I want all my stuff back.

Here's a list:

*Bed

*Fridge

*Microwave

*Chest of drawers

*Coffee table

*Clothes

*Jewelry

and a sh*t load of stuff I've probably forgotten about.

If he wasn't so busy with his c*ck buried in his boyfriends arse then maybe he could find the time to get in the f*cking car (that was mine I might add) and get the f*ck over here.

The reason we stopped talking was because I wanted to spend time with him, just me and him. Not a lot of time, just a couple hours a week, but he didn't want to. I believe the exact quote was "I don't have time for you and B****** in my life right now."

We'd been best friends for three years. He's known B****** for 4 months. I think it's understandable that I was hell mad and wanted to break sh*t and get him killed. But the thing that I f*cking love is that B****** has time for me but my supposed best friend doesn't. Now what kind of f*ucked up situation is that?

And A*** not only says he doesn't have time for me, but that I'm emotionally blackmailimg him and trying to guilt him into things that aren't possible or practical. I know the situations he's referring to as well. Apparently what I tried to guilt him into was talking me to the hospital after my Nan had had extensive surgery to save her life. He had my car at this point too. I wanted to got o the hospital and he wanted to go to the drive ins with his boyfriend. I think going to the hospital to see my Nan for possibly the last time ever took precedence. He's just such a self centered little b*tch at the moment.

But it's not just me he's being like that too. He's alienated all off his friends. He hasn't seen any of them since he met B******. When they break up he's going to realise how selfish he's been and that he's got no-one left.

And I hope everyone remembers the way he's treated them.

Right now I would like to add a string of obscenities, just to make me feel better.

He's such a dick **** ***** ****** ******* **** ***** **** *** so ****. ************.

Wow. I can say dick. Dick dick dick dick dick dick! Ha!