I'd hate to admit it, but I'm in way over my head. I trip over nothing and I don't trip over important shit. ArGh. I really just wish I could have a few things that I've wanted for a long time.. One person. One item. One event of happiness. One of each category can't be that selfish right? And if it is selfish, then I don't care because I never get what I want. This time I think I deserve it. I'm a good person. I respect my elders. I get good grades. I don't smoke or do drugs. I spend time with my grand parents and play with my little cousins. It's hard to believe that in the end, being good pays off because all the "bad" people compared to me seem to get what they want more often than I. I want to say I hate my life, but I must say I'm not satisfied with how I am as a person, and everything that affiliates with me.