Today is the day
Ok well it's not really THE day, but close enough.
I am so up and down all of the time. I never really thought that I would ever be depressed. But sometimes I just don't know. My doctor told me that I am too high strung and wrote me a prescription for Zoloft. I haven't filled it yet. I guess that I am in denial..... or something like that.
I raked leaves today, what a shitty job I swear. But Debbie came by and took me to Michael's with her, so I got to take a break.
The semester is almost over and I couldn't be anymore excited, I could jump through this ceiling in anticipation.
So I have been doing a lot of thinking as of late... I know I know it's a shocker, ME, thinking? Yeah that is what I do with my time, in between dodging phone calls from just about everyone.
Is that bad? Am I a bad person just because I don't feel like being social.
Oh and just a random thought:
I hate being a doormat, I hate that people walk all over me and I just turn the other cheek, so to say, and ignore it. My face much scream take advantage of me.
OH so Leann Womack has a new song out that I absolutely love, it is simple but it says so much, well to me at least.
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple drinks
And say "How've you been" and wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me
And somewhere in the conversation in old familiar invitation always arrives
And I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want
And even though they just can't make it work out, well the ones who lingers on
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right
And I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong
But it ain't easy moving on
So why can't why two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, a little sad
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad
I guess that's what it is and late night calls like this that we try to find
And I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight
And I may hate myself in the morning
But I'm gonna love you tonight...
I don't really know where I was going with this entry or if I was really even going anywhere at all. So what if it was random, so is the rest of my life.
I am so up and down all of the time. I never really thought that I would ever be depressed. But sometimes I just don't know. My doctor told me that I am too high strung and wrote me a prescription for Zoloft. I haven't filled it yet. I guess that I am in denial..... or something like that.
I raked leaves today, what a shitty job I swear. But Debbie came by and took me to Michael's with her, so I got to take a break.
The semester is almost over and I couldn't be anymore excited, I could jump through this ceiling in anticipation.
So I have been doing a lot of thinking as of late... I know I know it's a shocker, ME, thinking? Yeah that is what I do with my time, in between dodging phone calls from just about everyone.
Is that bad? Am I a bad person just because I don't feel like being social.
Oh and just a random thought:
I hate being a doormat, I hate that people walk all over me and I just turn the other cheek, so to say, and ignore it. My face much scream take advantage of me.
OH so Leann Womack has a new song out that I absolutely love, it is simple but it says so much, well to me at least.
Ain't it just like one of us to pick up the phone and call after a couple drinks
And say "How've you been" and wonderin' that maybe you've been thinkin' 'bout me
And somewhere in the conversation in old familiar invitation always arrives
And I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
Everyone's known someone that they just can't help but want
And even though they just can't make it work out, well the ones who lingers on
So once again we wind up in each other's arms, pretending that it's right
And I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight.
I know it's wrong
But it ain't easy moving on
So why can't why two friends remember the good times once again?
Tomorrow when I wake up, I'll be feeling a little guilty, a little sad
Thinkin' how it used to be before everything went bad
I guess that's what it is and late night calls like this that we try to find
And I may hate myself in the morning, but I'm gonna love you tonight
And I may hate myself in the morning
But I'm gonna love you tonight...
I don't really know where I was going with this entry or if I was really even going anywhere at all. So what if it was random, so is the rest of my life.