Great now I'm addicted to this and I don't know why, guess I just like talking alot and I have no one to talk to, no one to yell or scream at or just moan and nag about stuff that don't make sense anyway.

Yes I do talk to myself and sometimes just scream at the walls out of pure frustration, there's only so much you can tell your friends, family and other half without starting a fight being judged or gossiped about.

Am I insane?
Maybe I am or maybe I'm just stressed confused and upset I hate criticism and that's maybe why I'd rather talk to myself or not at all.
I'm bored out of my scull here at home just waiting for my fiancé to come home, there are only so many things you can do around the house, he is a obsessive clean freak so I can eat my lunch off the floor, nothing to clean or straighten out, I've read all the magazines and books in the house and facebook is a damn waste of time.
I can't go out and find a temporary job because of the labour laws I want to go study next year so if I find a job and work there for one month I have to give a month's notice before I can leave and then I cant start my studies because I'll have to work when the semester already started. Temp jobs are not worth it here since you don't get paid enough to buy pertol to travel to work and back so I'll be working at a loss.

So now I'm a spam blogger (jeez that sounds bad) because I have nothing else to do.