i’m tired and exhausted from doing what? absolutely nothing. i just finished scanning over a friends essay that she wrote for english. She’s good she’s remarkable, there are alot of people that can do such amazing things. i wish i had a talent like that hmm life can be a mystery. i’m pretty boring maybe thats why i don’t tell many people about myself i would rather they dream up my accomplishments and acheievements because i don’t believe i have any. Maybe its low self esteem i don’t know. “relax” my counselor should go to hell i have honestly always believed that relaxing was for old people or rather….rich people. People who have money have the time to sit around, i don’t, so why do i stay standing here lazing around, that my friend is the mystery. why do other people get to ask the questions, why won’t my father let me ask a few. I don’t know. I’m tired and yet i have been sleeping all day. I really need to claim some motivation because i’m seriously lacking it. anyways i better go this is a depressing post, oh well its among the many other depressing posts that i have already written, this entire blog is depressing so why in the world are you still reading it, i don’t know maybe its another mystery….