I feel like this doll.

I feel like it's me against the world today. My plans got canceled, which seems to be a recurring theme in my life. Not that I blame Kim, because I know it was 100% not her fault. However, this is all too routine for me.

I know that I put on a good front. Congratulations to everybody whom I have fooled; you're gullible. Anyone who really knows me must know that I'm a complete pretender right now.

My mother is dead, and in no way am I okay with that. Not even remotely. Why is it that every movie I watch involves death as a main theme?

I have absolutely positively no idea what I want to do with my life right now. Every time I think about it, I think, "I don't WANT a life! I don't want to work, I don't want to live on my own, I don't want to make or spend money."

That leaves me in quite the predicament, doesn't it? I'm not ready to go back to school. Not yet.