I'm not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I've gotten from books.

I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!

Nobody's talking to me, but nobody's hassling me either. I guess you can't have everything.

The same old dumb teachers teaching the same old dumb subjects in the same old dumb school. I seem to be kind of losing interest in everything. At first I thought high school would be fun but it's just dull. Everything's dull. Maybe it's because I'm growing up and life is becoming more blase.

one day I'll be old, without ever having really been young

Why is life so difficult? Why can't we be just ourselves and have everyone accept us the way we are?

I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me? Even my parents treat me like I'm stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.