Yo no soy marinero. Soy capitan

I don't want this blog to come off like I'm suicidal or anything.

I don't know why I haven't killed myself yet.  It's not like I have a purpose for breathing.  I'm not really doing any good to anyone else by being here.  But I guess me being alive makes other people happy, because no one has every really told me to go drop dead or something.  No one has ever really truly said "I hate you" to me either.  I just feel like I don't have a meaning.  Maybe this is going to sound selfish but I want someone just for me.  I'm not really precious to anyone. I know I'm important to people. Maybe that's why I haven't killed myself...because I'm hoping that one day I'll find someone like that. 

Nothing is going wrong in my life right now...nothing I can't handle.  Yeah there are problems but I'm doing just fine.  As much as I complain about everything I'm not really miserable.  I'm perfectly content with everything. 

I guess I've just been thinking about all the wrong things. 
I suppose I'll update later when something meaningful happens.

--- meaningful information? ---
Went out to dinner with my parents.  I felt bad because I wasn't too hungry and I didn't eat too much.  Half of me didn't want to go but I knew my parents would be upset if I didn't. We hardly ever go out to eat.  I hate it... home cooked meals taste a lot better.  I have no idea why people go out to eat dinner every single day. 

Shanon called me... I'm gonna go hang out with her at her house tomorrow 10:00 in the morning. She called during the middle of eatting with my parents.  I came home and Sheena called me and we talked about a few things.  She said she misses me a lot and I should go back to New York for college. I gotta call Dani tonight at 8:00 like I said I would.

Still feeling pretty crappy.  Oh new layout...you like it?  Leave suggestions...I was half awake making the design for it in my head...