A Sorry State of Affairs

I think the final straw in the realization that your academic life has hit a pretty rough patch occurs when you become aware that you've started to identify with the lyrics from Lisa Loeb's, 'Stay'...And not even in relation to your boyfriend, but to your Clinical Supervisor...



And you say I only hear what I want to:
I don't listen hard,
don't pay attention to the distance that you're running
to anyone, anywhere,
I don't understand if you really care,
I'm only hearing negative: no, no, no!

Uhhhh....

So I usually try not to use expletives on this blog, (you know, for all the kids out there) but hoooollllly shit. What's next?! Will Heidi Montag songs suddenly seem prolific?



I think I'm cracking up.