Thinking of myself

Time flies...

I have been waiting for good news but nothing till now. I felt boring. I learnt from my friend a good thing: "should know how to play with myself first". I stopped calling many friends like before. I understood " I'm my best friend". Nobody could understand me. They didn't know what I do, what I think about, where I go to...
My Mom and Dad grew me up in a happy time although they didn't have much money. They didn't let me  worry about any thing. That's why I always like a baby.
One question I have to answer now is "WHO AM I?"

./.