*Sigh*

It really surprises me that one of the smartest persons I've ever met is so immature. Mixing food to get a rise out of your friend every day seems like a pointless process to me. I wish she would've gotten denied to her college so she would know what it feels like to be rejected. Oh well, at least she's ugly. Anyways, went to the shrink again. As usual I am supposedly always mad/sad and always thinking about my 'traumatic' past. Whatever. And to add insult to injury she suggest I may have a learning disability. What's new? I can add this to my other disorders. Now, I can be even more mentally retard than the average dork. Meh, anyways I finally got my grad dress at Downtown Diva. The woman that works there, Marjorie,is just like ME! I was smitten with her at first sight. She owns her own fashion store, gets to travel all over the world to pick out dresses, has a husband and is completely fabulous elderly woman. I wish I could be just like her when I grow up. She gives me hope that maybe someone that acts like me can be successful in life.