A new layout.
Life is shit. So somehow I managed to have the shittiest day, which is now leading to the shittiest weekend ever. Despite the condition I am in, which would be that of a girl with allergies, a sore throat, stuffy nose and cramps, I also have pink eye. In both eyes.
So while my cramps are eating me alive from the inside-out, I also can't open my eyes more than about half way unless I'd like to blind myself. Oh, and my doctor has decided It's about time I get myself a Pap Smear.
What a lovely weekend, eh?
Well, despite all that, I have been having some strange feelings. There are just some things I don't understand, and maybe I never will. Maybe I'm not supposed to understand these things. I'm just a watcher. That's all I ever was. No one ever cared to tell me things, I was never the good friend who knew everyone's secrets. Everyone sort of always just puts me on the back burner, I've always been the forgotten one, and there's no reason changing that now.
Nothing is going to change because I'm not getting myself into this one. I don't want to be called. I don't want to talk about anything. I just want to be understood. And above all, I'd like people to feel they can talk to me about their problems if they need to. They all go to each other, and I guess that's what's bothering me right now.