I'm starting to think I have no real friends, but I know two of them wouldn't betray me.
Other than that, I feel alone again.
At least I've been hired for 10 days as a do it all man. Which pays quite well.
I could get another full time job, but I'd have to be 18.
Godamnit, most of my problems are from the fact I'm NOT 18.
Can't serve alcohol, can't drink it (legally), can't work in some places, can't do clinic research (they pay damn well to be a test rat), etc.
I would probably be happier if not from the laws.
Everything that's fun is illegal.
And I'm tired also that some of my friends use me as a pillow.  I mean, I can listen to other people's problems, sure, but not every single week, and not always the same thing. I have problems, but do I ever tell anyone? No, not unless they ask or it's really important.  But I have to listen! And on top of that, give advice! Well I'm not good at it because I've never had a real relationship with anyone, nor am I made for it, or...
...
Oh, no, not again. I'm at the point where I'm speechless, and all I write makes sense only for a second. When school starts again, I should be fine. Being absorbed in math and science will help.
Is anyone happy? If so, can I meet them? I need to learn how.
My happiness is fleeting and is superficial.
And now I'm speechless again but I don't want to leave it like that. I mean, I wish I were normal. Not always like this. I mean...
Speechless.
Why won't the words come? There's a barrier in my mind preventing me from finding the words. Unless there are none.
I don't know. I'll go listen to Inspecteur Gadget's theme song.