While I haven't recently had a boy cheat on me, I can really relate to these lyrics. The boy these lyrics make me think of may not have cheated, but I feel like the lyrics could describe him anyways...and how I was feeling a few weeks ago as well.


Before He Cheats
Carrie Underwood

Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleached-blond tramp,and she's probably getting frisky...
right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey...
Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick, showing her how to shoot a combo...
And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat...
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Right now, she's probably up singing somewhite-trash version of Shania karoke..
Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"and he's a thinking that he's gonna get lucky,
Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth of that bathroom cologne...
And he don't know...
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat,
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
And maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
I might saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cause the next time that he cheats...
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
Ohh... not on me...
Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little suped up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seat...
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...
Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.
Ohh.. Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...
Ohh... before he cheats...

Whereas before I was counting down the days until teachers college started, now I am counting down the days until it ends...who knew it would be so completely, totally different from what I was expecting. If I can just manage the stress and anxiety, I may make it through yet...

It's bad though, that I'm stressing out about school again. I don't go back for almost 2 weeks, and already I am so stressed out about everything that I have to do, or will have to do. In all honesty it's become a daily questioning of myself whether I really want to go back or not. Is this kind of stress worth it? Worth a degree? Worth something I'm not even sure I want to do anymore because this crappy program has burned me out? But on the other hand, I've already invested so much time, effort, and money into this program that it seems like it would be a waste to quit now. And I'm not a "quitter", I never have been. When I start something I want to finish it, especially something like this. But is getting this degree worth it? Worth all the stress and anxiety and tears that I know is going to come with the second, longer semester of this program? I don't know anymore, I just don't know.

And that's not really a comfortable state of mind to live in.

Hope everyone had a Merry Christmas! Mine was good, lots of family stuff and such. And in case I don't update before then, hope everyone has an awesome New Years as well!

Almost Doesn't Count
Brandy
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Almost made you love me
Almost made you cry
Almost made you happy, baby
Didn't I didn't I
You almost had me thinkin'
You were turned around
But everybody knows
Almost doesn't count

Almost heard you saying
You were finally free
What was always missing for you, baby
You'd found it in me
But you can't get to heaven
Half off the ground
Everybody knows
Almost doesn't count

I can't keep on lovin' you
One foot outside the door
I hear a funny hesitation
Of a heart that's never really sure
Can't keep on tryin'
If you're looking for more
Than all that I could give you
Than what you came here for

Gonna find me somebody
Not afraid to let go
Want a no doubt be there kind of man
You came real close
But every time you built me up
You only let me down
And everybody knows
Almost doesn't count

Maybe you'll be sorry
Maybe you'll be cold
Maybe you'll come runnin' back, baby
From the cruel cruel world
Almost convince me
You're gonna stick around
But everybody knows
Almost doesn't count

So maybe I'll be here
Maybe I'll see ya 'round
Almost doesn't count




Better Things To Do
Terri Clark
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Don't tell me the reason that you're calling
Is to see if I'm all right since you've been gone
'Cause I know you and I know why we're talking
You're wanting me to say I'm barely hanging on
Well, maybe that was true for a night or two
But now, I got better things to do

I could wash my car in the rain
Change my new guitar strings
Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday
I don't need to waste my time crying over you
I got better things to do

Maybe when I don't have so much going
Or quite so many irons in the fire
I'll take the time to miss you like you're hoping
But now, I can't put forth the effort it requires
Well, I'd love to talk to you, but then, I'd miss Donahue
That's right, I got better things to do

I could wash my car in the rain
Change my new guitar strings
Mow the yard just the same as I did yesterday
I don't need to waste my time crying over you
I got better things to do

Check the air in my tires
Straighten my stereo wires
Count the stars in the sky or just get on with my life
I don't need to waste my time crying over you
I got better things to do
I got better things to do

This is has been a hellishly exhausting and stressful couple of weeks. But the last assignment has FINALLY been handed in for the semester...even though I still have to teach next week...that part kind of sucks, I want to do christmas things! But at least the written assignments are done. And tonight I am going to a potluck some friends from school are having, then out dancing. And then tomorrow, my nana and cousins will be here from the states! Yay!

Boys are so immature sometimes. Oh well, I went shopping with M and B and I bought a really hot new top to wear next time I am going to see a particular immature boy. Help him recognize what he's missing you know...

That's such a girly thing to do, but I can't help it...I'm such a girly girl sometimes...

School is going better. Although it's still crazy stressful, I'm in environment that better suits me now, so that is helping. Although I did end up crying 2 days in a row at school last week, and thats never a good week when that happens. However, that was having to deal with issues from the place I was working before, and I'm just trying to leave all that crazy shit and emotional angst behind if some people would let me...I'm even feeling slightly organized because I'm almost done an assignment that's not due til thursday! Yay me!

If I have a bruise from a barfight that happened right in front of me, from bumping my knee against the table when it happened, does that count as being involved? Can I say I've officially been involved in a bar fight? :P Oh my goodness, cuz that's what went down friday night...can't even begin to explain that here now, it would take way too long.

Going to go work on my math assignment tonight, and then I am SO looking forward to partying with my girls downtown this friday!