I can't wait to finish downloading this Simple Minds song. Yea, '80s music rocks, baby. I don't like to let go of things because of the memories that they hold. Even if those things are of no use or are no good to/for me anymore. I just can't let go of them, because if I do, then I'll just be left with...nothing. And I know that's exactly what the memories are for, but really, it's because of those memories that I can't let go. Or it could just be my OCD rearing it's ugly head. Yes, I'm a hoarder, a checker and a counter. I've never actually been diagnosed or been to a doctor about it, but I read an article about it which was enough to convince me that I have some sort of chemical imbalance in my brain that causes me to do these things. Of course, I could just be paranoid. But then again, as I told a friend of mine, that's a mental problem too. Ewan's leaving today. I don't have a whole lot of friends, and neither do I spend a whole lot of time with them, but it's nice to know that they're around. But not many of them are around anymore. Goodbye.