If you look at everyone,

they've all got talents. And what do I have? I'm smart enough to function properly in life, but not overly intelligent that I'm some sort of genius. I'm not ugly, but not attractive enough to have a career in something that promotes my looks. I'm not good at any sports, I can't cook, I don't like children or taking care of them, and I don't doing yardwork. I can't sing or play any musical instruments. I used to dance, but now my technique is awful, and I hate myself for that. I can put words on paper, sure, but half the time the things I say don't even make sense. And really, who would read a book that I write?

Honestly, I'm going nowhere. I hate school, and you might say that everyone hates it, but I legitimately despise it. I can't pay attention to lectures, I can't read when I'm being forced to read, and I can't write papers about things I have no opinion towards.

And sometimes I wonder how I even have friends. I talk too much, I complain, I'm loud, annoying, and not really that good of a friend. I'm really not. I don't have a boyfriend because I'm way to picky, and I never end up liking the guys who like me. I don't like getting compliments all the time, because I get annoyed. I don't like guys who give me too much attention, becuase I feel smothered and then get annoyed, again. I'm never going to fall in love, because I'm too afraid to. I'm not going to get married, and I'm going to be alone forever.

And now this whole post has been one complaint after another, but sometimes I've gotta vent. And if you chose to read this, I'm terribly sorry, because it's all about me. Selfish me. So soon, I'm planning on giving up. I want to start over, and do something that I love. I want to travel the world, I want to have goals and actually achieve them, I want to live for something instead of wasting my life away.

I want to be in a world that's rid of hatred, and poverty, and fear. In other words, fantasy world. Where animals help you clean, while you sing a happy little working song. Where you can defeat your enemies with kindness, and wit, and still manage to get the person of your dreams. And that's all ridiculously chipper, but maybe it's better than a world where the only things that are certain are death and taxes. A world where people are more concerned about being on the go that they yell at anyone who slows them down. Where people are always rushing from place to place, that they never take the time to appreciate what they've got. On top of that, a world where people will spend a ridiculous amount of money on viagra, but bitch and moan about their other "high copays" all of which don't even compare in cost.

So maybe I'm a little bitter, maybe I exaggerate. But next time you go to the pharmacy, realize that the copay isn't determined by the pharmacist, or the techs. Or maybe you're mad at your cashier because your milk rang up wrong... It's not their fault that someone typed it into the computer wrong. It's also not their fault that you read the sign wrong, or you were hoping that you could get another brand on sale, but you can't. It's not their fault that you're ridiculously stupid and didn't bring your shoprite card, even though you've got a purse, with a wallet, that conveniently has a place in it where you can store it. And it's certainly not their fault you left your fucking canvas bags in your trunk.

So maybe I get a little angry... Sue me. That's all for now.