Is someone getting the best of you?

Yesterday was unproductive. But I enjoyed it. Worked, and I use that term loosely. Went home. Showered. Napped. Visited Anita. Went to bed. Still couldn't get up this morning.

weird fun facts about Sara:
*I do need 8 hours of sleep a night or I can't function properly.
*I don't hold hands, cuddle, or be quite with/around guys I like, even though these are things I crave.
*I'm insecure about my hands. I'm not sure why.
*I really do love my job.
*I think I'm a masochist.
*I've never trusted anyone completely.
*I maintain a very precarious balance every day between destroying and saving myself.
*I generally don't enjoy drinking anymore.
*I think I've lost all desire for a relationship of any kind.
*I believe that we all pretend to be something we're not. And this angers me.
*I'm truly happy making others happy.
*I would rather have one true friend, than 100 people I don't care about.
*The future terrifies me.
*Living up to my own expectations is harder than living up to anyone else's.
*I like rain, in all its forms.
*I want happily ever after and won't settle for less.
*I'm happiest when I'm miserable.
*I want to graduate now, yet I have no plans for after graduation outside of get a job.
*I have a very good network of potential employers.
*I hate drama, yet my closest friends are drama queens.
*I fall in and out of love very quickly, then doubt that I ever loved.
*I can't sleep if my room isn't organized the way I want it to be.
*You can always tell my mood by the music that I'm listening to.
*I'm very readable if you know me.
*I'm not good at lying to people I care about.

Hmmm......yea lot's more that I deleted.

Classic Foo Fighters sound good today. Enjoy....
I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break
Holdin’ you

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...

Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh...

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love
You die to heal
The hope that starts
The broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

I’ve got another confession my friend
I’m no fool
I’m getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh...