November 10th, 2007 10:20pm

I guess Lydia was dead on with what she said in class last Thursday. Much to people's inability or unwillingness to accept it.

She asked the class "At the end of the day who can you really count on? Who is always going to be there for you?"
The class had the typical answers, "My mom", "My family," and "My boyfriend/girlfriend".
She then asked, "Who knows whats really going on with you and what you are truly feeling deep down at any given moment?".

Same answers, only a bit more reluctantly.

Then the profound, honest truth came forth from her lips. "the only person you can count on in this world is you. You may say you can count on someone when you need them, but sometimes you will call them because you feel you need to talk and they are busy. You hopefully find people in your life that are there for you 99 percent of the time, but they are rare. Capture them if you find them, because they are a rare breed. The only person who can make sure you are happy and taken care of yourself."

Just thought that was worth jotting down, worthing thinking about for a minute.

Nyquil is making me sleepy.

2nd night without a good night call. I wonder why.

I was in a pretty good mood today at work. I don't know why, I surprised myself with my happy mood.

Well, I got my good night call just now. Thought he didnt realize it was that late (10:40) already. But at least I got one :) He's been pretty distant the last few days... I hope everything is okay......

(Twenty or so minutes later)
I almost drifted off to Nyquil induced sleep, almost being the keyword that , as the saying goes, only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. Mom came home and flipped my laundry after taking hers out. All fine and dandy, except my carmex had been left in a pocket and was clanging around in the dryer. An awful it makes when that happens! She was just going to let it keep banging around without checking to see what was in there, which meant if i didn't get up to check it, all of it would've evaporated in the heat of the dryer!

Common sense, people, common sense!

Okay maybe I can recapture my sleep once more. I can feel myself getting sleepier with every word that I write. I need to once more hide being my dreams from my reality.

This is Seana signging off for the night, back ot your regularly scheduled programming.

Peace