Can anybody tell me why I should sing a watermelon love song?

These are the manic ramblings of the caffeine soaked mind of mine.

I will:

Lose weight

Find an apartment that doesn't smell like mold or cost me an arm and a leg

Make it a day without going "meh"

By the end of the summer

I'm sick of just drifting, I'm sick of 'one day at a time.'

I'm sick of Prozac and numbness and people pushing my buttons and waiting for things to get better

I don't know.

I'm gonna be a someone, just watch me.