Where am I?

So here I' am, 2009 in college enjoying my life...................not, I hate the classes I'm taking, my friends don't get me, I constantly blame everything that is wrong with my life on something other than myself. I' am pretty lame. I have this theory that in order for me to be truly happy I need to find a place where I belong. I don't have a certain group of friends that I choose to associate myself with. Instead I wander and hang out with different people that give me comfort. I am a wanderer. I had a best friend twice before. It was awesome, we talked and knew everything about each other, of course it was a semi- long distance relationship but we still were great friends. Ever since we stopped talking about a year ago I have been wandering and trying out new and extremely different things, dangerous things. I'm still waiting for the day when I will have that special group of people that mean so much to me that I wouldn't leave them ever until I found my true love. And even then I would still see them on a regular basis, they are what make me me.......