Oh my goooooooosh.... Fred the Fish has been given his own webcomic! Check this out yo!

Let me tell you a story. It's not a fairy tale per se, buy perhaps you could close you eyes and imagine.

A long time ago there was a young girl, a disdainful, selfish young lady. She was a creature of grace and such peprportions, that all who met her would remark on it. She was a tiny little thing, with thin and long limbs for her age. It was this that made every one asume that she would make a good dancer, but in later life, this was also why she would not become so. Her hair was almost as black as night, and her eyes would be the only signal of her ever changing moods. When she was sweet and pert, her eyes would be a liqued chocolate that would enchant all, speaking chapters of her beloved father. When she was vengfull and stubourn, her eyes would flash green, the gift of her ellegant and sophisticated mother. Her skin was a pale olive, when tanned, gave her a look of summer bliss, and when the winter sun paled her skin, it was like milk. She was a small little thing, that by the time she was ready to go to school, she was smaller than all her class mates. By that time, she had already been doing ballet for a number of years. Of her personality, she was vain and abnoxios, not caring for others, and dispising all small creatures, as girl her age tends to do. She also reveled in taunting and bully-ing those smaller and less important than herself.

But as time passed, she out grew her own delacateness, and was soon too tall to fullfill her dream of being a balerina. But as fate would have it, she had become disenchanted by the rote and tradition of it.

As she aged, she mellowed, becoming less self obsessed, and withdrew into herself, but that is a story of another day. She had many adventures in her life, but being the being that she was, it was only later that she wished that she had paid better atention to those days.

Yes, I know how unbelievably lame that is... and Please don't be a smart-ass and poin out all the mistakes... I already know!

I remember in my final year at high school there was this guy who asked me to the Valentines day dance. I didn't want him to get any ideas, and told him I'd rather go as a group with my friends and that he was welcome to join us.
Later I told one of my friends that I thought that he had had a crush on me for a few years. I mean, the sighns were clear. Later, that "friend" told him the whole conversation... A few days after the dance, he confronted me, and told me that he could never think of in that way. And THAT I WOULD ALWAYS JUST BE A FRIEND TO HIM AND THAT HE HAD NEVER LIKED ME. HE WAS LAUGHING MOKINGLY AFTERWARDS (THAT MIGHT JUST HAVE BEEN MY IMAGENATION THOUGH)

That was mean. And embarasing. nd to top it all, the guy I was hoping would ask me never did.

My god I suck at love, relationships, everything. I don't know what to do! I mean, my first kiss was stolen by a drunk in a night-club.

I just want someone to like me. Who wants to be with me. Come over to my place to watch old movies together on the sofa. To have quasi-serious conversations with. To make me feel like less of a freak. Just to tell me that just because I had a horrible prom, I'm not a complete waste of space.

Sorry.


Please kill me and make it end. I'm fucking 20 and I've never had a boy-friend. I hate this. I hate myself and I wish I didn't. Now I'm abusing the internet to force some poor soul into reading this and waisting their time.

God I'm sorry.