The journey to find out who your are is never easy, and that's my situation now. I'm bored. I don't know what I want. I don't know what I will be like in the future. I'm not sure what I'm doing is right or not. I'm not sure about everything. I feel lost. I feel lonely. I can't stand being alone, but who cares? Nobody seems to care about the fact that I'm alone. Maybe my life looks like that (I don't know). I feel like the efforts I made to make everybody recognize me is hopeless. It seems that I was recognized by the people I don't like more than by the people I want to have a good friendship with. God tell me that I am wrong... maybe I ask for too much. I am never satisfied with my life? I'm confused. I miss my friends in Vietnam. here in the U.S. I can pursue my dreams, but nobody here to listen to me, to understand what I have gone through. It's hare to build a relationship. It is. So I ask who in the U.S actually care what happen to me? Or is it my fault that I can't be friends with others. I think I just piss them off. Well any fucking idea seems to work. I just don't like this situation. I need a real friend. I need someone who can listen to me, someone who can accept me no matter what I am. I'm fucking fed up with this disguise. Trying to be what people expect to be acceptable and then realized that they still do not accept me as a part of their life. Fuck!