This past summer, the summer before my first year of college, I swore to myself that I would keep a balance between school, work, and my friends, and wouldn’t let myself forget about them. Plot twist: They’re the ones forgetting about me. I guess I should be okay with that. I mean I am growing up and they say your friends from high school really don’t stick around, but that’s beyond the point. I blatantly get excluded. For example, everyone from work (people whom I love and enjoy spending time with) all go out to eat and hangout often. I have been invited twice. Well, once. The other time, it was my suggestion. On another note, I jokingly made a remark about my brother to one of my friends and he WENT AND TOLD HIM. Trust? What’s that?
I just don’t get it. I try my hardest to be the best person I can, yet it’s never enough. Something is never good enough, somehow I get forgotten about. All I do it go to school, go to work, and wander around my neighborhood with my headphones in, letting all these thoughts bother me. I guess that’s part of the reason I started this blog, because without a social life, who’s there to talk to, right?