WaH

Hey. Wanna read me whine? Oh, c'mon, you know you do.

I don't feel good.
I am bored with my life.
I hate my job.
I don't want to be a grownup.
I feel like my friends have all forgotten me. They never email, hardly ever message, unless they want something, of course.

I suppose I could be all verbose about this shit, but I don't really feel up to it right now, and since it's just me whining, what's the point anyway?

There now. Wasn't that fun?

No wait, I'll elaborate one some counts, lest you think me a selfish child. My friends are busy. I know that. School is ending, and most of them are probably pulling their hair out right now. And I guess, really, if I didn't have friends who were smart and good in school, I'd be somebody different. I'd rather have the smart friends. It's just that some of them still find time to log onto networking sites and blog and do things online, and it's after a few weeks that I feel ignored. I wrote a friend recently and said something along the lines of "You know, I think people could send me an empty envelope in the mail, and I would still feel loved based on the fact that they took the time to write my name and put a stamp on and put it in the mailbox."

I feel compelled to point out that the friend I wrote that to has not yet responded. Shocking, I know.

So I'm only slightly selfish. I know they're busy. I just don't think anyone understands how truly emotionally high-maintenance I am. And you know, I tend to think that I do a lot for my friends. I go out of my way to be there for them. I only ask for a little of that back, but I feel like I don't even get that much, most of the time.

Or maybe I'm just a jerk.

Now, are you sure you wanted me to elaborate?