Gwen wins again.

And here are my reasons to be depressed:
1) I am the only member of my family who doesn't suffer from chronic depression. (Living in Camberwell counts as depression.)
2) I am not particularly depressed, but have been hoodwinked into pretending I am.
3) Most of what I know I learnt from: wikipedia.org, dictionary.com and various online trivia sites.
4) My school librarian is a psychopath who hates me and sends me hate-mail because I owe her 25p. She has even installed a fingerprint system for issuing books because she thinks I am lying about my identity. I have twice been accused of stealing books when I wasn't, because of the ridiculously over-sensitive alarm system. She has sent me twelve notes via registration in the last two weeks.
5) Many of my friends are fixated with Japanese anime movies.
6) Many people who go to my school are middle class stoners.
7) Many people who go to my school think that East London is a place swarming with terrorists, open graves and immigrant gangsters, far from the safe haven that is Chelmsford.
8) I live with my mother, who won't let me move out for uni unless I get into the most elitist university in the country, as apparently this is the "only place worth moving out for".
9) My dad is not objecting to this.
10) I am writing this, instead of using my time to think deep and positive thoughts and write my extended essay.

i think that does it.
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