I should write about something else. I sound like a teenager writing about my so called lovelife which is nothing so far but a string of faded, washed away heartbreaks.

I just feel lost. I see my friends in bliss, in love...I turn green with envy. I don't want to be green, I'm not Elphaba, I can't pull it off.

It seems it's not just something meant to be yet.

I guess I'll have to look for that bliss within myself, in my life, as things are now, that's what I have to work with. I'm young and free.