EH!

Therapy is a pain in the ass to go to. Really. It is. Every time I realize I have an appointment I think "AW! MOTHER FUCKER!" I just want to lay down and watch TV. I feel like I'm doing better. Plus...I'm running out of things to talk to because nothing's changed. So, I canceled my appointment today without any intention to reschedule until like...way after my birthday.

I figure that I'm depressed, I always felt this way, I still feel this way and it's never gonna go away. But...I'm finding better ways to deal with it. I'm starting to be content with my bitter, angry, misanthropic, lonely, and purely studious self. This is me, and I'm pretty okay with that.

On a totally unrelated note: I think I'm going deaf. Really. Something's wrong with my ears/hearing. I should probably get that checked out.

Nobody wants to do it on their own, and everyone wants to know they're not alone...

Nickelback "Gotta Be Somebody"

This time, I wonder what it feels like
To find the one in this life, the one we all dream of
But, dreams just aren't enough
So, I'll be waiting for the real thing, I'll know it by the feeling
The moment when we're meeting, will play out like a scene
Straight off the silver screen
So, I'll be holding my own breath, right up 'til the end
Until that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with

'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there

Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight
And dammit this feels too right, it's just like deja vu
Me standing here with you
So, I'll be holding my own breath, could this be the end?
Is it that moment when, I find the one that I'll spend forever with?

'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me like that
'Cause nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know they're not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there

You can't give up,
When your looking for
A diamond in the rough
'Cause you never know
When it shows up,
Make sure you're holding on
'Cause it could be the one, the one you're waiting on
'Cause nobody wants to be the last one there
And everyone wants to feel like someone cares
Someone to love with my life in their hands
There's gotta be somebody for me, oh

Nobody wants to do it on their own
And everyone wants to know there not alone
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
There's gotta be somebody for me out there
Nobody wants to be the last one there
(What your looking for)
'Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares
(You never know)
There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere
(Start holding on)
There's gotta be somebody for me out there

My Hanson experience...

So, my day started off hurriedly, as per-usual. Had a test in each one of my classes today. Three fucking exams. My hand hurt like a bitch, but I think I did rather well. I was pleased. Then, I was off! Took the train downtown to meet Nikki. We then walked to the House of Blues. There, we enjoyed a Hanson concert. It was fairly enjoyable! Except for the stupid girl right next to me. She had her hair in a pony-tail that kept whacking me in the face. I mean, seriously...if you have long hair and you know you're going to jump around and dance like an idiot at a concert, put your hair up in a bun so it doesn't whack people in the face. So, because this nearly ruined my Hanson experience, I systematically grabbed onto her hair and pulled on it. Bitch.

Oh, and before the concert, the Hanson boys were outside doing this walk thing to help people in Africa with AIDS or some bullshit like that. Anyways...Isaac Hanson, the most attractive of the three, was less than two feet away walking past me, he looked at me, smiled this beautiful smile, checked me out, and undressed me with his eyes. Famous people generally look at me like this. It made my day.

Suck it, every thirteen year old girl in the country!