I don't know. I guess...well I really don't know. I have so many great things in my life- A bestfriend who is always and will always be there, Caley. A boyfriend who is very much so in love with me. Parents who trust, love and adore me. I was blessed with a natural look to where I don't have to wear make-up to look pretty, I don't have to straighten my hair to make it look good and my freckles are cute on me. I have nothing to be depressed about or sad over. And I'm not. I'm perfectly happy. And I truly mean that. Someoen once said to me, "Nothing ever phases you. You're always happy and confident." My friends come to me when they need help. When I want advice or just to talk I come to this. Here are my rants for you, Randy, which is now what I call my blog.
*I hate the feeling of always having to please people.
*I feel like I have to compete for some people's attention, ever since about 2nd grade.
*I hate the way some of my oldest friends turned out.
*I never say what I wanna say.
