Back in 1997 I was getting really sick of being alone in the world. I was jealous of my younger sister and all of the friendships that she had. I was at a Wedding Reception of two of her friends. I've realised what I was missing out on. I've decided that just because I was different didnt mean that I had to be a loner. As I got into the car, with my Parents, I told them that I was going to get dressed up in my Velvet and start going into Pubs and Bars to meet people. You don't make the best friends by going into Pubs and Bars, and it's not very proper for anybody to walk into a Bar by themselves, especially Women. But I was desperate. I didn't follow through on that plan, and I'm happy about that. Now I go to a Clubhouse and I have friends and aquaitences of my own. I don't feel so jealous, anymore, and my buddies treat me with respect.