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*Sigh*

Am very bored. I read a book called "The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod"

Which was a great book but made me extremely depressed do to the fact that I'm yet again in love with a book character that I cannot find anyone similar to in the real world. Is there no tall, pale, skinny boy who beleives in mythology and other such things?!

Yes, for those people asking, yes. I am that truly pathetic that I consider no boy "hot" unless they fit the above requirments. And yes, I am pathetic enough to get depressed over these sort of things.

Damn it, im pathetic.

........*sigh*..........
(pretend phyciatrist session)
Doctor: "So is there anything you'd like to talk about?"
Me: "*sigh* no."
Doctor stares expectantly with cold blue eyes
Me:"I went to new mexico over the weekend" offered grudingly as a reply
Doctor: did you have fun?
Me: *shrug with a muttered reply that sounds something like "Yes"
Doctor prods: "You know Gabrielle, I'm here for you to talk to, you can tell me whats wrong."
Me: stares coldly back, wondering if my gaze enough will be able to give this girl an extreme case of some horrible (yet curable because I'm not totally evil) disease. Since shes not doubling over and wretching in pain I'm guessing it's not working.
Doctor: Your sure there's nothing else? asked with almost sincere concern, the effect greatly ruined by the way she keeps glancing at the wall clock.
I sitffly shake my head. These sessions only really make me feel angry and uncomfortable, I don't know why I go.
Doctor sighs: Well, you have my phone number if you ever want to talk.
I leave, noticing how she seems disapointed I didn't completely spill my guts into her little yellow notepad.
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Calss ended bye