So I wake up this morning and find out there's no water at all, none. There's something broken with the pipes or what not, and I don't think it's even going to get fixed by today. Oh yay. I'm in a bad mood from being woken up and now I can't take my shower to calm me down.

Erin wrote to me yesterday, which made me feel good. We still continue to write to each other occasionaly and she puts up with my stupid excesses. It's good to have someone tolerable and intelligent like that. The other Erin, the one I was going to move in with, still talks to me online whenever she's on. But I feel terrible whenever I talk to her. I don't know how she expects me to feel normal, or anywhere near the way I used to, when she took a month off away from me when I was too much to handle. If I'm too much to handle, if my emotions make you feel bad and bring you down, then stop talking to me altogether and don't try to talk to me only when I'm in a better mood. Sigh. Of course I lack the willpower to just tell her to stop talking to me, just like I lack the willpower to tell anyone no, or to tell anyone to stop something, even if it's for my benefit.

Since Erin wrote to me last night, I thought it'd be a great idea to go try to find new penpals as everyone seems to hate me that I used to write to and they stopped writing. I guess I was too much to handle and they just didn't want to tell me, they just decided to stop writing. Heh. So I looked through GP and browsed through stuff, and couldn't find anyone to write to. The problem wasn't the people, the problem was me and me thinking that why would anyone want to talk to me. I don't have anything interesting to say, and I don't have anything interesting going on in my life. I have a lot of stories that I can tell, but what happens after that? They get bored, I feel stupid because I don't know what to say and things generally feel horrible, at least for me. I think I imagine it all in my head, as no one ever tells me that I'm boring or what not, they always say I'm fine.

I feel cold and alone. There are people online that I can talk to, but no one that I can give my soul to and let them really talk to me. I should be happy for what I do have.