Today was nice. It was just like any other day, I sat at home and did nothing. I suppose I fail to see the significance and importance everyone I know places on socialising. Maybe if I was one of those popular people with lots of friends, and I didn't live in the middle of nowhere, I'd get out more too. But, probably not. I drank coffee and listened to music and read whilst watching my legs go golden. And it was fun. I like my own company. Even though I get that left out feeling quite alot. Obviously it bothers me since I think abd talk about it often, but I like to think that I don't care. I was doing a little count in my head, and I suppose I realised just how many -good- friends, real friends, that I actually have. Its just that I've been placing more importance on the people I see every day at school, my supposed social group. I'm starting now, to focus on the people that I know I'll still be friends with, even when I finish school and move on. And there actually are more than I have been letting myself believe. First optimistic belief: Remember that I have friends who care about me.