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Oh my. I am not happy at all right now.
I got my heart broken... Again. Can I really be that dumb? I deserve better.
My skin is a mess and I didn't lose weight this past week. I feel like I have good excuses, especially since I've been sick, but really it's not the fault of my illness that I decided to order dominos and eat wayyyy too much of it.
I've been having so much trouble sleeping lately and it's really frustrating. Everything is stressing me out and I feel like I can't get it under control. I wasn't even drunk Friday night, but I was so close to bursting into tears because I couldn't deal.
I can't do this semester at all. I don't really want to be a social worker anymore. And I know, I know I have a second degree in Psych, but I hate my only psych class this semester. My classmates suck and we're putting together a totally bullshit and biased survey that isn't going to prove a single thing to us at all. Like I don't even understand what they think the hypotheses are supposed to be. Thank you class, for ruining the one class that should have gotten me through the semester painlessly.
My internship is pretty pointless and I don't really do anything any more. Also, my seminar class is pointless and will be until it's my turn to present an hour long lesson on bi-polar disorder and mania in children, which will be a very interesting topic, but I mean comeeee on. I don't teach. Are you joking?
I'm going to DC in March, and I'm looking forward to that, but I'm also wondering what I got myself into, because I'm not even friends with anyone who is going. Maybe it's a last chance to form connections with people I've been in classes with the past four years? Anyway, it's all about woman's rights... Who knew I was such a feminist? =P
I think I decided last night while I was laying in bed that Ingrid Michaelson's son The Way I Am was written as a direct response to Hanson's Mmmbop.
Mmmbop has this line:
So hold on to the one's that really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there
When you get old and start losing your hair
Can you tell me, who will still care?
And Ingrid goes on to answer with:
I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair.
Sew on patches to all you tear.
Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise.
And you take me the way I am.
So come on, right? How many songs directly relate how much you care about someone to hair loss?! It's perfect. Maybe I'm crazy? Can I please start a music blog that is clever and finds all sorts of strange relationships between random songs? That would be fun. Too bad I'm actually not all that clever. Haha.
I got my heart broken... Again. Can I really be that dumb? I deserve better.
My skin is a mess and I didn't lose weight this past week. I feel like I have good excuses, especially since I've been sick, but really it's not the fault of my illness that I decided to order dominos and eat wayyyy too much of it.
I've been having so much trouble sleeping lately and it's really frustrating. Everything is stressing me out and I feel like I can't get it under control. I wasn't even drunk Friday night, but I was so close to bursting into tears because I couldn't deal.
I can't do this semester at all. I don't really want to be a social worker anymore. And I know, I know I have a second degree in Psych, but I hate my only psych class this semester. My classmates suck and we're putting together a totally bullshit and biased survey that isn't going to prove a single thing to us at all. Like I don't even understand what they think the hypotheses are supposed to be. Thank you class, for ruining the one class that should have gotten me through the semester painlessly.
My internship is pretty pointless and I don't really do anything any more. Also, my seminar class is pointless and will be until it's my turn to present an hour long lesson on bi-polar disorder and mania in children, which will be a very interesting topic, but I mean comeeee on. I don't teach. Are you joking?
I'm going to DC in March, and I'm looking forward to that, but I'm also wondering what I got myself into, because I'm not even friends with anyone who is going. Maybe it's a last chance to form connections with people I've been in classes with the past four years? Anyway, it's all about woman's rights... Who knew I was such a feminist? =P
I think I decided last night while I was laying in bed that Ingrid Michaelson's son The Way I Am was written as a direct response to Hanson's Mmmbop.
Mmmbop has this line:
So hold on to the one's that really care
In the end they'll be the only ones there
When you get old and start losing your hair
Can you tell me, who will still care?
And Ingrid goes on to answer with:
I'd buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair.
Sew on patches to all you tear.
Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise.
And you take me the way I am.
So come on, right? How many songs directly relate how much you care about someone to hair loss?! It's perfect. Maybe I'm crazy? Can I please start a music blog that is clever and finds all sorts of strange relationships between random songs? That would be fun. Too bad I'm actually not all that clever. Haha.