Time Is Just A Melody

So I figured I'd better post since it's been a while. Not many things have changed. My dad and my boyfriend are still in Iraq....I'm still going to South Carolina in March...so.....yeah. I bought my luggage a few days ago. It's bright red. Guess that will be easy to find on a conveyor belt. I better not lose this for a month like I did my luggage when I first got to SVU. That was nuts. Anyway, I'm still playing mommy, although I get payed 50 bucks every two weeks, so that's good I suppose. I didn't sign on to be a mom of multiple children at my age though. It's getting kind of old. I like to have a life occasionally, that helps. I've been meeting some people online from the area I'm moving to though, so that's good I guess. So...yeah, boring times....

"Problem Girl"

Don't let 'em get where they're going to
You know they're only what they think of you
You heard of this emotional trickery
And you felt like you were learning the ropes
But where you're going now you don't now

And when the kids on the street say
What's your problem, girl?
And the weight of their smile gets
Too much for you to bear
When they all make you feel
Like you're a problem, girl
Remember, you're no problem at all
You're no problem at all

Pride, like promises, can let you down
You thought that you'd be feeling
Better by now
And you worry all the things they could do to you
And you worry about the things they could say
Maybe you're seeing things the wrong way

And when the kids on the street say
What's your problem, girl?
And the weight of their smile gets
Too much for you to bear
When they all make you feel
Like you're a problem, girl
Remember, you're no problem at all
You're no problem at all

And when the kids on the street say
What's your problem, girl?
And the weight of their smile gets
Too much for you to bear
When they all make you feel
Like you're a problem, girl

Try
If you stand or you fall
You're no problem at all
You're no problem at all