The odd thing is, I should by all means be depressed. I have a lack of close friends, mediocre social skills (something I've actually started working on since freshman year, so it isn't as bad these days), history of bullying, and lack of any real personal goals.
That being said, I just can't bring myself to feel one way or the other. Although I see myself in a somewhat dim way, I feel like it doesn't matter so much because I can do things that have a positive effect on other people. So even if I'm a terrible person, at least the things I do are decent.
I want to stay on the east coast, which is the only part of the US I've been in. (Discounting a landing in Hawaii and a few years in Guam)