Day in. Day out. That’s my life. Here’s how my it goes; Wake up. Go to school. Come back from school. Do household chores. Play video games and do homework. Eat dinner. Finish homework and play some more video games. Go to sleep.

	Repeat.

	I’ve read so many fucking stories about people who have wasted a good majority of their life on stupid nonsense. I think that’s what my life is turning into. I get this feeling of constant wastefulness, but then I play video games and, for a while, it subsides. But as soon as I think about the real world and real problems, it comes back. The constant nagging that is in my subconscious mind. It is like the background music to my life. It exists always and everywhere.

	I have nearly no friends. I have minor acquaintances here and there, but I have no true friends; no one to talk to, to tell my feelings to. I feel as though it’s just me and the world. I do not like to disappoint people. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those people who think that peace and love will change the world. We’re fucked up, us humans. But I want to make as many people as I can happy. That’s what I feel is fulfilling in life; making others happy. But I tend to contradict myself, I’m selfish as hell and I seem to only care about myself. I can’t make friends because of that.

	Sometimes, I wish it would all end.