{Bitching about. . .}

Lyrics:  Leaving   InDiGo GiRlS

I'm sad right now. . .I don't know why. . .Maybe its brought about by Bipolar Depression or some other weird psychological tendency. I'm longing for my personal secret bisyo. I'm longing for the escape that I haven't experienced for two years (going on my third!). I stopped my secret bisyo because of the advices of my closest friends and the threat of being left behind my ex-dark chocolate Honey. GeeZ! I guess my hormone levels aren't balanced again. . . maybe I need a dosage higher of zoloft or maybe I should go back to prozac. . .

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Loving memories of my secret bisyo's still with me. A glaring reminder that I could always go back to my old ways of escaping reality. My mind's going a buzz right now. . .longing for that certain orgasmic and ecstatic feeling. OH BTW, its not drugs. . .its something even better than sex!

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I have been writing crap lately. I don't know what's happening to me. Writing before was not even a task for me. It was one of the most constant things in my life. I am not a good writer but I just write whatever's on my mind. Some people say I am good, some say I need to improve, and some say I should just stick to my medical books. I don't know if this is some psychological unloading phase that I am going through. Suddenly I feel like crap. I am soooo freaking sad! I feel that I am full of frustrations. . .

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"You're a psychology student and you couldn't even psycho-analyze yourself. . . ."--Heartbroken Nerdy Boy

My reply to you H.N.B. : There is such a thing as biases. . . Even shrinks have their own shrinks! So Fuck off!

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I am Angel. . .and am still not good enough.