Ally

I've got this new obsession - Ally McBeal, you know, the series... I've been watching it day after day, mostly because it's fun, but part because I find myself amazed by how much of me it shows.

Don't get me wrong, I'm nowhere near being this cute little lawyer throwing shoes into people's heads, but... I am such a drama queen sometimes, aren't I? I mean, I like, no, I LOVE to make a tragedy out of everything! What the hell, I've got this great job, some people even find me pretty, I have great friends... and still... I've got issues, and I make them sooo damn big, that sometimes I think I need to seek professional help. Just kidding, They're not that big.

So, what exactly makes my problems bigger than anybody else's? Well, as Ally would say, they're mine. And I love them. I love having problems. My life would be so boring without them, that when I don't have one, I make it up. Is it sane? Definitely not. I'm nuts, I don't deny it. Sometimes I like being in the center of attention. Especially in the center of HIS attention. I got really freaked out when I found out he's joined a rock band. Why, would you ask me... I don't know, maybe it's the thought that now I'm not the most important thing he's got going in his life. He's trying to talk to me in Portuguese, so that I'd learn faster, I've been bugging him with this the whole week. And what do I do? I tell him I don't want to. Yeah, he started yelling... Who wouldn't have? I mean, it is in my best interest, I'm the one talking with the Portuguese clients at work, right? And then I started crying, he felt blackmailed, which is kind of true, cause I'm using every possibility I get to make him feel guilty for not having enough time for me... although now to be honest, I looooved to hear him play, and I'm quite proud of him.

God, my problems seem so unimportant... and most of them don't even exist. So I am a bit like Ally. I actually love crying, I love the drama, I look for it intensely and live it up to its extremes...

I know something about love

You've gotta want it bad

If that guy's got into your blood

Go out and get him

If you want him to be the very part of you

That makes you want to breathe

Here's the thing to do

Tell him that you're never gonna leave him

Tell him that you're always gonna love him

Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now

I know something about love

You gotta show him it and make him

See that moon up above

Reach out and get it

If you want him to

Make your heart sing out

And if you want him to

Only think of you

Tell him that you're never gonna leave him

Tell him that you're always gonna love him

Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now

Ever since the world began it's been that way

For woman and man were created

To make love their destiny

Then why should true love be so complicated? Oh

I know something about love

You gotta take it and

Show him what the world is made of

One kiss will prove it

If you want him to be

Always by your side

Take his hand tonight

Swallow your foolish pride and

Tell him that you're never gonna leave him

Tell him that you're always gonna love him

Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now

Tell him that you're never gonna leave him

Tell him that you're always gonna love him

Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now

PICTURE FROM GOOGLE / SONG BY VONDA SHEPPARD