I can't seem to write anything else with these days. I mean, things that don't pertain to "woeful" things in my life... Sure, its kinda therapeutic to write about how I feel like being used by all the girls that I know. Sure its therapeutic to note that people aren't treating me the way I want to be treated...

Reporting all these depressing things are kind of nice... But I don't want this book to be filled with my problems... There's just no point. If I wanted a book to vent my anger, I would just rename this book into the book of red-hot anger or something like that...

I mean, I'm tired of writing down the nth time that I see Jamie smoke. I'm tired of mentioning the xth time that Pai didn't even say a thing to me. I'm tired of informing other people about how Lassie has just used me again... Come on, how many times have I seen those things in this book? Despite the fact that currently, they're the people that run my world, there's more to my life than those three...

I don't want to think about Candy, and how I fear for what I believe I've done to her... I don't want to think about Nich, whose actions I just can't understand... I don't want to think about Dulce, and how there seems to be no end to our "argument"... I mean, can't I just move on with some things in my life? Just like how I've managed to move on with Charlene (Sure, I can't manage to move on with how my Mother and Uncle are... I don't know... what the hell are they doing?)? I just want to leave all my worries behind...

Unfortunately, they seem to have a habit of coming back to haunt me...

I wonder, what would knowing who the people who read this book do to me? I've been thinking of opening this book to everyone else I know once I graduate... But thinking again... I don't think its that important to let everyone know how I think... After all, what makes me think that the people I would like to give me importance now would treat me well once they know how I think?