The Eyes Of A Spectator

Not really. I've been watching Lost, after I finished Malcolm In The Middle, and I decided I'll review it later on.

I just saw Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist on release day and it was a good movie, but it made me feel weak at heart. I've been thinking lately why is it that some people, or most people rather, can't find the love that they deserve?

See this is why I'm not into romantic's, because every time I watch one, I get all queasy and think, why doesn't that type of stuff happen in real life?

I think I can speak for everyone when I say, we all really want love, and happiness. I'm sounding pretty emotional, and I am. Not in the crying sense of way, but more rather, why not? Why not me? Why do the bad people in life get more of what they want than the good?

I see myself as a good person, and I hope I am, but I usually don't get what I want, and it really angers me, but in the end, I realize it's not for me to feel happy about myself, it's for me to feel happy that I myself am helping others. This is one of the reasons I want to become a Psychologist.

I'm Single :D