I didn’t know what to write about today.  I thought I would write about how I was feeling but I don’t want to.  It’s getting old, to me and other people. It’s the whole I work at Wal-Mart and live at home.  I act meek and weird so I don’t get jobs off my interviews.  There are no love interest in my life.  When I tell people I have something to tell them, they say OMG are you going on a date.  The shame.  Not to mention I am really bitter about something that I am involved in, and I don’t know how to get past it.  For weeks it has been resurfacing.


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