If this post were to have a title it would be: "Looking For Love In All The Wrong Places." Or it could be: "A Nobody Going Nowhere." The reason for such titles are the realisation that nothing is going to change soon. I'm the kind of person who likes going new places, meeting new people, and doing new things. You know? The excitement of the unknown. My life lately - Zellers (not so exciting); same ol' friends (not so exciting - no offence, I love ya'all to bits and pieces but I wanna meet some new peeps, too); and as for doing new things - I've got no one adventurous on my side.

I'm sorry to those of you who actually read my blog - lately (meaning the past few months) is just a lot of bitching and complaining. But, I gotta say that's where life is at right now. It's a whole lotta 'blah blah' with very little 'yippee'.

I used to go to my mom when I was feeling down. Or just family in general. But now all family is occupied with is the wedding, trying to control the bro who doesn't even live at home, and the lil' guys homework.

As for friends: Most of them are off at school or working at jobs they actually like or that will get them somewhere. My best friend and I spend a lot of time together, but we don't talk. I don't feel like I really can talk to her. So I guess our friendship isn't very deep. Actually, I know that it isn't deep. It doesn't go past the surface at all. We come from totally different family situations and we really can't relate.

My job is a go-nowhere sucky job. I know I shouldn't complain. I mean at least it's a job and I get a paycheck. A lot of people don't even have that! I just get frustrated. One person tells me to do one thing and the next day another person tells me to go and change that thing. It's like - dude, learn how to communicate! 'Cause these aren't just people like me, they're like top-notch people. So frustrating!!! And it's one of those jobs where you have a lot of time to think and I end up thinking about life for so long and like over-analyzing situations and stuff. I know I'm doing it, but I still end up psyching myself out.

Maybe that's what the problem is - I've thought to much about all my frustrations and therefore they seem like even bigger problems then they really are. Hmm... See, there I go again. All in all, I know I'm not liking life right now. Like Britney Spears once croaked, "I can't get no satisfaction."