Things have been coming to a head for a while now, and frankly, the old Andy has been pissing me off.  I'm the type of person who can know one thing but not totally feel it, so often it takes reaching a boiling point for me to illicit change in myself.  That point has been reached, and especially after this recent breakup, shit needs to change.  No more whiny bitchy little Andy who can't stand it, and freaks the hell out when he doesn't have a girl to kiss.  It's time to ditch that old attitude, and regain the comfort in my own skin that I seem to have have lost.  So, as 2012 is three hours old, I declare the following resolution for the new year:

Grow the fuck up.