I've been feeling tired, sick, lazy, and sluggish the past few days. And all of a sudden, I found myself missing having someone to brush teeth with during lunchtime, to eat out with once in a while, to whine about the volume of work I'm getting and someone who'll allow me to say that I'm sick and tired and will understand where I'm coming from. Work's been ok but I guess I just miss having at least one constant buddy at work. A buddy who gets you. It's difficult to whine all the time to other people because they'll think you're negative, or worse, they can brush you off. Can't open up to people you're not too close to lest they squeal on you. So yeah, I feel as if grown-ups are not really allowed to talk about how they feel anymore. We're supposed to act like unfeeling robots. So I've been quite down and sad this week and nobody knows it but me. Then this afternoon, I attended a library tour. I met a girl who talked a lot. She...