I feel strange in new situations, they scare me. No matter how much people try and go out of their way to make me welcome, I still feel like an alien. On my own, that's no problem at all, it's so easy to be on your own. So today was psychologist-take-care-of-your-inner-being thing. Load of crap, this group therapy thing. People from all walks of life thrown together and expected to get along. Thing is they all do, except for me. I cannot get along and make people my buddies when there is so little in common. And maybe I don't want to get along with them in the first place. I'm this strange kind of being, I keep aloof, and make people keep their distance. Poor them, they try so hard. And if anybody is reading this, no I am not like Dr. Joseph Chetcuti, I might be his other half, but I am an obtrusive Ms. Chetcuti. The male of this Chetcuti duo couldn't have been more different than it is. So any of you people out there who will tell me again... but you're twins.... had better think twice because I am up to my everything in exasperation. Maybe he's the better half and maybe he isn't, he sure does make friends very easily though. Not my scene at all. I am just now happy to look at my new OPI Russian Collection. I have all the bottles standing like soldiers so I can just look at them and have this buzz.
So I'm strange, can't do anything about it, it's too late now.
So I'm strange, can't do anything about it, it's too late now.
