My friends are pretty much leaving me alone now...since I moved, they wanted to hear from me, but I never feel like talking or texting now. Well, I see it as a good thing-I've got to make more friends in a new school anyway...I'm excessively lonely, and easily forgotten...that's a good thing, too, I guess...not quite sure what I want to do with my life anymore. I suppose I'll just go along with whatever sense in caring too much about everyone and everything. I'm not bitter, or resentful, just wishing for some sort of miracle. That big beautiful home in Dover Plains...or Splash down Beach and Fun Central. A little exercise and fun...well, I'm going to log out now, journal. Wtyl (Write to you later) neutral