Meaningless...

Trying to make my story worth something...But I'm not doing anything...

I don't think that this is the place for me. I feel like I don't fit in here. And I know it's not about fitting in and stuff like that. But...uh.

I miss being able to always have people that I can always be able to rely on to hang out with. It's lonely...and this past month it has just really hit me hard. And I have been taking it out on my family...and I'm annoyed by that.

When I talked to SuAnne this summer about changing...and finding new friends, cuz I was getting myself into the wrong things hanging out with the wrong people. She said she thought it might be interesting for me to go to a counselor and just see like what things in my life mean...or just things like that....I've been thinking about that.

There's something going on....and I don't know what it is.

In Millers new book he talks about how when we live...if what we do is worth remembering it's a good story. I'm not doing anything....let along anything meaningful...and I'm trying to change this...but what does that mean.

Jamaica in a week