I'm still feeling depressed. It's not as bad, but I'm finding it really hard. I finally realized why things are so different. It seems that people have changed now. Nobody listens anymore. At least, not to what I have to say. The only time they do is when I cry. I guess people think that my pitty problems are stupid and they don't care. Oh well, it's just me, right? My birthday is coming up soon and I'm not looking forward to it. I feel absolutely no joy nor do I care that it's my birthday. The only thing exciting is that I get to say, "I'm 16," but that's it. If I'm lucky and I get a cake, I know what I'm going to wish for. The same thing I did last year. I suppose the wish is a little selfish, but who cares. All I know is, that right now I need someone to listen, and nobody does. They all have their lives going on... and if by chance they do listen, they sure have a strange way of showing it. Or maybe, I just need someone new to listen to my pathetic problems. Nobody listens, but that's cause no one cares. Who should anyway...