Jul 09, 2005 01:37
I wonder why it is taht there is so much to be addicted to. It almost seems like we as people can take any little thing and turn it into our "addiction". And I suppose that it is true, after all we are a bunch of needy little bastards, bithces, hoes, sluts, humans.
I love that my cats feel the need to hover around me when I get home (I am going to be lost without them next year). I think I'm ready for next year. Ready to see if I can live without my mother (which I'll admit, I really don't want to), Ready to meet new people, Ready to have a crush and remember what that silly little girl feeling is all about, Ready to learn something, Ready to (i don't really want to jinx it, but it must be said) perhaps see a winning football game?