10:59 p.m.
November 17, 2002
It's funny. I keep on telling myself not to write too many entries, then forget to write any.
I have Footloose by Kenny Loggins stuck in my head. The acapella version.
I talked to my therapist today. It was one of the most useful sessions in a while. Basically, I'm depressed because I'm distant - disappointed in myself, mainly, and now I'm working on fixing it.
I had Pizza Hut for lunch. It's good stuff.
I have a cold, my mom thinks I should go bowling more often, I have a bowling meet tomorrow, and I'm going to bed now.
Lose
your blues