Alright, can't actually remove anything from my bebo page. Why oh why oh why? What's going on? Going into grumpy Somers mode here. Grrrr. Feel my anger!

OK, does anyone know what zoosk is, how it got on my page & why I can't remove it? Why is it telling me I'm addictive like crack? If I was going to give someone a compliment I might be able to think of a better one than that? I don't understand this! Why is it taking over my bebo page? It's making me angry & I don't like it! Help?

There are many words that could be used describe me. Over the years, one word in particular has stood out as being the one that most accurately sums me up. Clumsy. Indeed. Surely not I hear you cry! But alas it's true. I'm clumsy. Once I broke the school piano. Another time, also in school, I fell down the stairs and ended up with my elbow wedged between the wall and the plastic handrail. I tripped and ripped my skirt on at least 3 separate occasions. My brother & his friends used to steal my stuff and refuse to give it back to me until I had walked down the corridor without falling. Yes, I was a clumsy teenager. When I went to uni I was still known for clumsiness, but gradually, I started to work out where to put my feet when I was walking. Standing still without loosing my balance became easier. Yes there was still the odd moment when I let myself down, but on the whole, I was starting to gain control of my body. This was pleasing to me. However, recently, it's all starting again! I walked into the fish tank at school. Last week I closed the boot of my car on my head. I can hear you all laughing, but it really hurt! Yesterday I walked into the non-fiction library in my classroom. Again. It's just at knee level & I always seem to hit the same spot every time. This time I absolutely wrecked my knee & I've been limping about the house all weekend. What's wrong with me? I thought I was over this!