Does no one care? Do I not matter to the ones who matter to me? It seems that way at the moment. I mean I can understand if everyone’s life is just full of on going things and they don’t have enough time to care because their days are just flying by them, but It would help me a little if they even attempted to say Hi to me when they’re online. I mean I get the whole life being busy thing and not having the time for short somewhat meaningless conversations, but I now realize that sometimes those meaningless conversations can actually brighten someone’s day. So from now on no matter how busy or hectic my life is, I’ll say “Hi How are you?” to everyone. Lately I’ve been left to my thoughts a lot, which is both a good and bad thing. I like being alone with my thoughts, but too much is sometimes a bad thing, I need a distraction, something to take my mind off everything, I have no energy to do anything, it comes and goes. I had an OCD moment yesterday it lasted for over 2 hours, I cleaned the bathroom, the mirrors, part of my room, alphabetized my CD’s, and organized my shampoo’s in the shower. ------- I can’t wait till my B-day! I mean it’s my Birthday, my day, the one day of the year that’s meant to celebrate me! That’s awesome. I’m not conceited or anything like that, it’s just sometimes it’s good to be full of yourself, it adds to your self-esteem. ----- If I had my G2 this is one of those moments I would pack an overnight bag and just go for a drive, with no place in mind really, just to escape, and go somewhere to be by myself. Do something spontaneous, leave a note, grab my bag, hop in my car and just drive. Driving is relaxing to me, when I’m just sitting there with my foot on the petal and my hands on the steering wheel, it’s just me and the road, I need one of those moments. Too bad I don’t have my G2, because that’s what I would do if I had it, it would help. Sure my parents may worry more, but I’d spend less time sitting at home crying and writing, and more money on gas. ----- I LOVE how people forget there’s tax on everything and give you this funny look when it turns out to be more then the sticker said. -- Do we ever know the answers? Or does it take our entire life to find them all. And then our reward for that is dying?