bury me in this dress

taken from perezhilton.com

I find this photo highly amusing for some reason. It’s so white trash. Britney Spears gave birth to a baby boy who will grow up to be a white trash man.

Wow. It’s almost 5 am and I’m not sleepy. I watched a lot of movies on the telly. I guess I was in the mood for that. Anyway, I went to my therapist yesterday afternoon and I think the session was good. My appointment was for 3PM but I got there a bit after 2:30 but he accommodated me since he had no other patients. The office was undergoing reconstruction. I told about what’s been happening to me, the frequent panic/anxiety attacks, the “incident”, my disturbing dream…I told him a lot of things. We mostly talked about a certain guy in my past and he pointed out to me that the qualities of that guy is similar to my father’s, at least as how I knew him which isn’t much. He said that some people are attracted to certain individuals who possess the characteristics of his/her parents. It made me think and I kinda agree with him I guess. He told me to use my head more when choosing a guy. I protested a bit because I wanted thrill, mystery, maybe also passion but he said that I should choose someone with a future even if that person is boring. So yadda yadda yadda more talk about my love life, my past, my parents, but I left the place feeling better. I can say that I got my money’s worth for the session since we talked for 1 and 1/2 hours.