Cars are cool. I like cars. This car looks fast. More after the jump.

Ok. This is Cigar lounge. That GT was a decoy. Recently I wrote an article about NASCAR that got front paged and was shared thus bringing some of my friends into the Kinjaverse (just visiting) and I don't really want to tell them these kinda things. I wrote the article for my school newspaper. It was about a week and a half ago so I doubt people came back after that but I plan on showing my newspaper advisor tomorrow. We just had exams for a week and a half and I'm just getting back to school. If I show it tomorrow and nobody makes it to this article then I'll write about some girl problems.

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But for now, while I'm not as safe I'll just complain about myself in a more general sense. I'm a senior in high school. I used to have a nice crop of friends that I would hang out with. For some reason I just stopped hanging out with all of them at the end of last year. I just adopted a Daria like approach to high school and having friends. I go to school and only talk with people I need to. I go off campus to lunch alone every day, save for days when one of my friends from the cross country team feels sorry for me and tags along.

I wish I had a best friend. I spend my nights and weekends alone working on my cars or using the internet. People like me. Hell, I won the senior superlative "Most Unique" and people constantly laugh at the things I say. It's not that people don't like me, I fit in just fine. I just don't like people.

Should I just get over myself and try and hang out with people?

I feel like I could say more but I don't really feel like it. I also feel weak being as vague as I just was. It's also cool if no one comments or even reads this, it just feels good to write this down. Even though I stopped most of my thoughts before they were completely developed.

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