Dear Diary,

-Sunday-

Hello, I guess I'm happier than I was yesterday. I went to Church today, look at me. It's kind of weird cause I never go. I thought it might make me feel better. I mean it definitely makes a better atmosphere than a Bar. It's not like it was the best experience, but it wasn't perfect either. I felt like everyone was staring at me. Like I didn't belong there... where do I belong?

I think I'm gonna go to school, a college I mean. I know I'll get a ton of student loans, but maybe it'll be better than I have now. What do I like to do anyway? Writing has always been my passion, but that's obviously not good enough. What is good enough in any case? Maybe I could be a Literature teacher. I'd get to read all the time and recognize mistakes perhaps. Kids can be a little annoying, but I'm sure I could manage.

Enough with being so serious. On a lighter note, Minnow seems happy with the pet food I got her. The vet said I should feed her often, I guess that makes sense. She's such a sweet cat, I feel like I don't deserve her. She likes to lay on my back when I write, it's kinda cute. A Soft and warm fluff ball to lay on me when I write.

Writing, I'm writing a story about Damien, a prince looking for his princess. He travels the world looking for her, to find that she was with him all along. His companion Julia, a handmaiden who aided him in his journey, was the one. Kinda sweet if I don't say so myself. I want a boyfriend... is that shallow? It doesn't have to be a perfect prince, just someone to be close to. Then again, I'm hardly in the state to date, and if it goes south I could end up worse than I am now.