Tuesday, 11:57pm

Why oh why am I so bored?
Why would I not go to the party on my own?
Why do I feel down?
Why am I constantly thinking about what to do next?
Is this the answer?
To open myself up and let strangers into my deepest, darkest thoughts?
Why have I got so many questions to ask?
God I'm so bored!
There's naff all on the television, if I didn't have to worry about my phone bill, I would be surfing the net now, searching for new information, meet new people and collect new ideas, so that I could design my own web site.
Hope I'm not boring you.  If you are reading this, then what happened to me?  Why have I let you read my diary?
Shall I carry on writing down, what I think?
Or should I call it a night and go to bed?
I don't think so.  I've got an answer as to maybe why I feel this way.

It's okay for people who don't live on their own, they've always got somebody to talk to , but not me.  If I wasn't a single parent, I could pop out round to a friends house and have a laugh, but of course, I can't do that.
Got no babysitter.
I just sit here and hope that one of my friends call round to see me.
I need to change my lifestyle, maybe get out of Beechwood, but how?
I definitely need a job, but who wants to give me a chance when I have no relevant work experience, even though I have the qualifications.
I don't know.  What am I going to do?
I think I'll call it a night and go to sleep.
Goodnight.