Bloody newspapers

Newspapers have stripped me of my innocence and, most importantly, my sense of humour. I no longer consider poverty a myth, natural disasters as humorous or Paris Hilton a bimbo. It all started when I subscribed myself for The Star newspaper after I graduated. It was merely for the purpose of job hunting. Before I knew it, I found myself shamelessly reading the World News and Opinion part of the paper. My god! I have even stopped reading the Garfield section! I bet it's not too far from now I'll go straight to the door when you go "knock knock".

Argh. I need to straighten out myself before this problem becomes irreversable. That means - more tv, shopping, clubbing and drinking.