What is it really like?

Feeling: confused
After yet another dull and boring day, I decided to go through all my crap in my closet, drawers, and my desk. I'm going to go through by bathroom later. After reading Lori's diary about the things that she had written about like her play, friends she made, and the comments from her play, I started wondering... How many friends do I have? I consider a friend who I talk to and who talks to me. Someone who is nice and funny. That's what a friend is supposed to be right? "Friends" is just such a highly over rate word that we people in the world seem to use. Well, let's see. There are the people going into 9th grade with me. I seem to be losing more and more people that are going to other schools either in Columbia or out of state. I kind of wonder if I am supposed to be living here in Columbia? My dad wants a job in Destin, Florida because he just loves it there and now I'm thinking that maybe I want to live there too? I hate to admit that too and for some reason, I just can't get the words to come out of my head. I only think it. Who all would miss me? Who all would I miss?? The one thing I would miss the most is deffinitely my house, my room, and the location of my house. That's basically why I never want to move to another house! I kind of think about what other lifestyle I would have if I did end up living in Florida. That's where I want to go to college! I would deffinitely miss my friends. The thought of moving has me constantl thinking about all the cons of moving. Would I fit in? Would I be made fun of? Would I make friends like I have here? Would I keep in touch with my friends? I dont know. I guess I'm just rambling! haha. Tomorrow I'm going to Carowinds and I'm excited!! haha! I'm gonna go now. bye!
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