Jeez, that's sad. I remember back in the early 80's I heard a tune called CRAZY TRAIN. Man, it just changed my whole world. To this day I haven't stopped listening to it, or enjoying the things I enjoyed then (had a nice game of apocalypse now the other day...nice!).
My sister's were like you: Just LOVED something this week, hated it the next. Same went for friends. Now my daughters are like that. One day Britney is da bomb, next they are liking whatever their friends/television tells them they like. Maybe it's time to decide what you like FOR YOURSELF.
Here it is some 20 years later, and the nice ozzy tattoo on my back still feels good being there, even though he's been through 2 restorations so far. When I'm 50? Who the hell is going to want to look at my back then anyway??
Seriously dude, it's what YOU like, not what anyone likes. Heh, maybe take Drew's advice, and maybe a Ritalin tat would work for you
