It's amazing how the little things, even the annoying things, seem like nothing until their gone. And even though I'm going to stay in touch with her... it just won't be the same.
Even though I'm feelin' pretty shitty, I'm sure tomorrow will be better. It better be, anyway. Otherwise I'll have to kick somebody's freakin' ass.
In other news, I have to read this book called "The Pearl" for my English class. My teacher is all like, "Oh, it's so awesome," and I'm like, "Oh, it's so boring."
And we all know how it's going to end.
Plus I'm supposed to make this storybook on the cell cycle, and my main character, Senor Barney, is going to be talking about how it's so fucking boring to be a cell. I'm not even going to sugarcoat it. His life pretty much sucks.
YEAH, and my therapist quit! She quit! But now she works for this other place, so I'll be going there. Hopefully they'll take our insurance. When I asked her about it though she said, "They're gonna take it, and if they don't... well, they're gonna take it anyway!"
Okay, so that's enough venting for now. I think it's time for a funny movie. I need to laugh.
So what's been up with you guys?
~Lindsay