Therefore, I probably shouldn't expect one when I wonder what it is that I'm supposed to do now. I'll be 25 next month, and it's depressing to think that my best years have already come and gone. I honestly can't imagine the rest of my life being anything but alone, dissatisfying, and void of happiness. I guess that's just the way it goes. This entry may read familiar because I've written it before, in varying forms.
Nothing ever changes.
Guess you can't really blame her. I've been passing the time doing whatever it is I could think of - let me tell you, it wasn't much. I have to be up in about 20 minutes, so getting any sleep doesn't look like it's gonna happen. Wish me luck. Earlier today, someone pulled me aside to have a conversation with me.