Just Another Day

I figured i should probably start writing one of these again, seeing as how i have free time right now...or rather i do not actually have free time i'm just procrastinating as i'm wont to do the night before my first anthropology exam. Well things wont always be like this i suppose, next semester med school is going to be real rough as we start studying everything that has to do with the human body all in one fell blow. i think they wish to exaust us to death. Still, it is rather interesting and i do love it so. I'm not a particularly philosophical or witty person i'm just a normal girl with too much time on her hands. Really this blog is more an outlet seeing as how i left my diary when i moved which is now probably being read by some 12 year old going through puberty, unfortunately they wont find anything steamy or remotely interesting in there for my life is and has always been just fairly boring. The most they can find is a guilty recollection of a drunken college night which amounted to nothing more than dissapointment. Well, anyways comming back to the present; i've always wondered why in the world is it that we women are NEVER satisfied with what we have? If we're thin we want to be fat, if we're fat we want to be thin, we want long hair, we want to be darker skinned, etc etc. Cant we just find a happy middle? I've yet to meet a woman who is completely satisfied with her life and is not moving through a constant cycle of change. i have always thought of myself as a simple person, i dont need much to be happy just the little things are good enough for me, yet i wish i could say i am THAT woman who is completely satisfied but i am not, like most people i'm constantly wishing i could change something but oh well i suppose thats just part of life...maybe what we all need is someone to tell us that we're beautiful just the way we are?

Toodles

~Lily~