Xanga.

I've been reading old Xanga entries from 2005. It's crazy how much things changed for me after that year. I'm also certain that I was pretty damn unhappy with how things were going for me.

"I wish that I could talk to someone who would actually listen instead of just waiting for their turn to speak. Many people do that...and that's what's so tragic. Nowadays, it's hard to find someone that you can talk with about anything and everything, without holding back. More so, it's hard to find someone that would actually be (truly) interested in what you'd say. It's unfortunate, but that's life I suppose."

It's almost sad how I had absolutely no one to talk to about things that actually mattered to me. Everything was meaningless conversation. I suppose that you can't expect much when you attend Destrehan High School.

Currently Listening: Lupe Fiasco- "Little Weapon"