May 27, 2007 22:12
I'm surrounded by people who are certain of what they want to do with their lives. Of who they want to be, and what they're going to attain, and just how they're going to do it.
I think they're stalking me.
And I really wish they'd stop.
Because it just makes me feel even more of an idiot than I already feel like every day. I hate not knowing anything.
I hate that I'm going to disappoint my parents because I don't want them to spend a shit ton of money for me to try to find out how I want to spend my life. Which will probably be living out of a cardboard box, regardless.
I'm just a huge disappointment.
Love.