  This after noon, I was feeling pretty good about myself, but now, I'm crying. I feel so depressed, and not only that, but I don't like to talk to my friends about it. I know its not unusaul, or even embarrassing, but I just can't talk to anyone about my problems, it would be too hard for me. Thruth be told, this is really how this blog was born. I didn't really intend for this to be a diary. I fooled myself into thinking that I could make one of those trivial little blogs with funny links. The thing is, I'm just not that type of person. I wish I was, their lives are so simple and happy. They are the type of interesting people that make friends easily, and speak their mind. I don't know why I'm writing my thoughts here where they will fester and die from not being read by anyone.
Writing should be read, or else it is still nothing more than a thought. Anyway, I have a lot work to do, though it probably not get done. Depression never helps get work done. I know I'll end up lying on the couch staring at the tele. Oh well, such is my life. Bye. 
