Emonessness

It's been decided:

I don't fit in at college.

I decided it with the overwheleming evidence provided by my roommates and my "friends" that I severely don't fit in here. Maybe I'll face this problem everywhere I go... but it's something that I'll eventually figure out. Maybe when I go to California and find me some hawt emo d00dz, I'll find my place... but as of yet, I'm hust hella homesick and don't feel comfortable here... and when I say "here" I mean I don't feel comfortable in my own skin right now... it's aweful... Not fun at all. But I suppose I'll either get over it or I won't, right? Whatevuh!!!

And, on top of my insecurity in my own skin in New York, I feel like Karen. That fucking douche-bag!!! I miss New Hapmshire so much, but I feel like no one (besides my family), not even those who say they do, misses me at all... and that isquite possibly the lonliest feeling in the world. Even friends who said that they would keep in touch in college are making little-to-no effort and that hurts... do you know how much that hurts? Hurts like a fucking biznatch, lemme tellya!

I really should let it go... If my "friends" still want me, they'll make the fucking effort. I can't force someone to be my friend... especially if they don't want to be... and that works on so many different levels...

Okay, enough of teh Emo(z). I'm sure you're tired of hearing me bitch and moan. Or perhaps you'd like moar moaning? ;P

<3 Sara

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