I am not in a good mood at all. All day I've been striving for attention and as self-sentred and bitchy as it sounds I want attention. I feel shallow saying all that, but its the truth and this is my diary. Still I aologize for my bitchiness. I feel though, that I yeild to everyone else's needs in all their hard times, and give them the attention they need to recieve nothing in return. Mind you, I dont not mind helping others at all. Its jsut when I feel bad I need a rock to cling to also. I portray myself as Superman but as the krypton seeps the my skin, fear not because ill still be there for you. Overused tissue. Oh well. I'm just stressing out for no apparent reason. I'm off to go get some sleep and escape it all. Until tomorrow then, Your Nieghborhood Superman