Some how I’m always out of step with everyone else, either a step ahead or a step behind. I go to do things before they do. Or I do it after. Yet everyone else seems in step. Nobody ever comes to my dorm room for me. It’s always for Stephanie. Why I am here? I don’t know what I want to major in, I don’t have friends, except Leah but I don’t hang out with her much. I don’t hang around anyone much. I’m not wanted, I wasn’t wanted in high school either really. I almost never did anything with people. In fifth grade I used to do stuff with friends almost every week end. It was only because I was the one planning it though. If I hadn’t had planned it almost nothing would have happened. Now people plan things and I’m not even invited half the time. I’m not included. Perhaps it’s because I’m not all extremely excitable. I don’t squeal all excitedly. Maybe I’m boring. I don’t know. As usual, I just fit in. My interests don’t coincide with their interests. I don’t obsess over my weight like they do, nor do I go all crazy with my appearance. Oh well, at least no one is trying to hurt me. Still, it does hurt that they don’t invite me along much anymore. Yet I don't really enjoy what the do for the most part anyway. I still get lonely though. ~Amyelk Out