Dear Hollywood,

Never, never again. That's the phrase I say everytime I walk out of some pathetic teen romantic comedy. But somehow $7.00 and two hours later I find myself saying it again and I see no end to the madness. Thanks to the likes of Lindsey Lohan and Mary Kate & Ashley I can relive my high school experiences in much more exciting and dramatic ways. Maybe it's not the movie itself that is pathetic but rather me. After seeing the Prince & Me I spent the evening entertaining myself with my own fairytale wishes only to be dissapointed when I realized none of them would ever happen. I get to thinking that maybe I had my one and only chance at the "real thing" which I , by the way, single handedly ruined. But whatever, I'm fine with that. Like I've said many times, I'd settle for a combination of freedom, money, and somebody that knows how to treat a girl right. I just don't think I'd do so great at being alone. By no means would I expect a man to be clever, creative, or romantic because I don't deserve it nor could I make any promises to reciprocate the graciousness. Thats another thing I have issues with..promises. I believe it mostly derives from my inability to make an initial decision and then the fact that I tend to change my mind numerous times. But whatever...I'm hott (with two T's), so deal with it.

I'd like to think that at the very least I am a good friend who is always willing to listen. Besides, I don't ask much from my friendships because I don't like to owe anyone anything. I trust my family and thats about it. Shit, I trust my dog with my life more than I would trust my friends. SOO, thank you Hollywood for adding to my growing list of reasons of why I should be depressed. Look what you've done to me, you made me think about all these things and just to spite you I am going to be cheerful and optimistic. Well, really it's a lot more fun to be cheerful than angry + sad, but the rest of you can go on pretending that being lost, misguided souls is so much cooler.