Poor, Poor Me. *Insert sad violin music here*

So I am going to be a baby and just complain. So if you don't want to read it, feel free to ignore.

So other than being stressed with school I have felt this certain feeling of being unwanted and unloved. I go through this a couple times where I feel like I have no friends. And people like to gang up on me and put me down.

It isn't okay. And it isn't funny.

I need to be meaner to people, but I can't. I have to let people make fun of me, copy my work, and I have to do things for them.

I am an independent person, but for some reason I can't let people do things on their own. My friends like to call me the Mom because when we were hanging out one time they kept spilling water and I kept getting up to get napkins and clean it up. And at some point one of them kicked the chair out from underneath the other one and i jumped up to try and catch her.

So I guess in conclusion, my life isn't half as bad as other people's and even though I feel unloved, I should be thankful that I am nice to people and maybe someone needs me at a certain point in a day to make them happy by being nice.

I don't know what my calling in life is, but I hope that I can change someone's life. I know that people have done the same for me, whether it be a child or an elderly person, or even someone my age. I am thankful to live on this Earth and have a body and have people here that will guide me to good places and to do good things.

Happy Easter everybody. Whether you know about this blog or not. :)