growing up

so my mom says. part of growing up. or rather, i MUST grow up.

sigh. hate this. i suspect 3/4 of my energy is spent in such useless ways, thus decreasing my ability to concentrate and absorb info.

maybe i should go on the search for other pastures? the unfortunate need to be understood and accepted. guess the problem lies within myself being unaccepting.

why why why why.


just not in my face, can?

the feeling of having no one to turn to. lonely, no?