Questions From A Nonentity

im in a shit mood, which never helps blogging. it just ends up sounding whiney. but my shit mood is the type of shit mood that only ever occurs late at night. so im going to have a rant and then drift into blissful unconsciousness, ie. go to bed. actually, my rant will just be a series of questions, ive decided. why cant i be funny? why cant people accept me? why the hell can i not get a gf? why are there ridiculous unspoken social rules that govern human interaction? why do i always feel like im not good enough for the world? why are my parents assholes? and why do i hate those i love most?