I've been trapped in my room for two and a half days with a horrible vicious cold and consequently have had a lot of time to think about my life. When you're hacking, sneezing, and blowing you often stop to think about the current state of your life, at least I did. How pathetic am I? Constantly thinking about boys and subsequently wasting my life away. Why can't I be happy with the here and now? My head is pounding from the pressure of my sinuses but also from the pressure I put on myself to find someone. It's all me, I'm the only one consistantly asking myself, "Why don't you have someone yet?" My sister is heartbroken because it seems like everyone around her is getting pregnant and she's been trying for over a year with no success, and that's how I feel. Everyone's getting together, engaged, or married. I'm happy for them, don't get me wrong, but envious too. I have to stop feeling sorry for myself.
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