sometimes i really feel like i'm talking to myself. there doesn't really seem to be anyone who cares to listen. and even this blog seems to be defeating this purpose. it's like i'm stranded on a deserted island shouting and screaming into a megaphone but for miles around, my voice is drowned out by the sound of the crashing waves: and nobody realizes i exist.
going for W's birthday chalet for the next couple of days... feeling kinda ambivalent and uneasy, stemming from the fear of socializing with new people, feeling out of place =\ and what is with overprotective parents, seriously. getting more exasperated by the minute. i swear the fourth time she comes out of her room to talk to me about the stayover i'm gonna-
