It's My Space

I really don't see myself as a bad kid. I mean not really, I don't think. Ever since leaving Pittsburgh to Florida I was like really depressed, or something like that. Like I practically ignored everyone that tried to make conversation with me. Which was very loser-ish of me. So like after half of the first semester was over, I was like "What the heck is my frea,ing problem? Am i crazy? Why am I acting so depressed? There are army brats that have a harder time than I do. What right do I have to be all mopey like this? Then i started to actually talk to people again, and make some real friends. That was a good move. But "suprise suprise", we move again to what most people up north would call "hill billy town"(texas). It's pretty offensive, right? I made friends faster here cuz I actually knew this time that being a loner is not the answer. Later, I got a Facebook and all so I could talk to my friends here. I tried to find my friends from PA on Facebook but then I remembered that they all had a myspace instead. So i got one too...even though I'm not allowed one. I didn't think it was necessary before. I got one. Then I found my friends there!!!! YAY! I realized this was the happiest I've been in 2 years! Okay, that's a long time, alright? Like there's some wierd hope again. I remembered that in the fifth grade, I made a promise with my friends that we'd go on a trip like vacation when we're all in college. That'd be something. Now i feel guilty having a Myspace. But not for long.... Whatever, I really don't care anymore. This post is kinda lame now.... Me whining....Kay, i'm leaving.