the happiest i was today was in math class
because i understood everything perfectly and finished all the work 10 minutes before class ended
honestly, sometimes just a real good accomplishment feels better than when im with the people in my life
i dont know whats wrong with me,
but some people just arent making me happy like they used to..
maybe they never did,
im just confused as to why everyone says that their friends are their life
cause..i dont know...my friends...are great, but...somehow its just not..enough..
and i cant blame them in any way whatsoever, which is the dumb part
what do i do?
sometimes i feel like im more mature because i prefer to get things done, and learn (worthwhile things, that is) than go "chill" with my friends 24/7, be all like "hey lets take pictures with our boyfriends and stuff and then we'll go to the movies"
why doesnt that make me happy? it should. because everyone else likes it.
just not me...for some reason...
unexpliainable.
im at a loss for words
am i stupid?
do i have some birth defect?
am i a horrible person?
and is it strange and odd that i dont blame morgan in any way for her upset today at lunch when everyone else was like "i understand but you talk about it so much its like i dont know its getting annoying"
i dont find it annoying anymore, cause i know what she means, of course its that build up of her sisters constantly treating her like shit just cause she has more sense of self than most people i know, and she actually gets along with her mom, wheres the wrong in that? she needs to get that frustration out cause no one will listen to her, and i feel bad for her, cause its tough having all that pressure and no one to talk to about it
somethings different about me, i can tell
i dont know what it is but im not the same person i used to be, and i like myself this way, so much, i feel like a better and happier and overall good person. i just get confused when theres hardly anyone like me. at least, how i think i am
does anything of this make sense?
please tell me it does, cause i really want someone to know exactly what this is. i want to relate. i want a twin, a clone copy of myself, who knows my kind of struggle and what to do in these odd situations