Hopes and Dreams

Where did my dreams go?
When I was little I wanted to be a vet.
Then I grew up a bit more and I decided I wanted to be a geology lecturer, I was going to do my Alevels, my degree, maybe a masters and then a PhD and be a lecturer.
Where did it all go wrong?
Even now I wonder how I'm still stuck in this crappy job, being nice to people I hardly know or like very much, and I slide from day to day doing the same shit and getting paid bollocks for it and I look at my life and I hate it.
I have no social life, basically because I can't afford it...I'd go out on my own if I had the money but I don't.
I sit in the house and I watch some telly and I read webcomics and talk to Joey or hab online (don't get me wrong I love talking to those guys, but I need to get out more).
Existance seems kinda pointless at the moment. Pointless and boring, and there doesn't appear to be much I can do about it.
Life sucks.
I wonder how many people there are out there who at this moment feel exactly the same way as I do?
Probably thousands. Millions. I'm not alone.
I haven't heard from pete today, lets be honest I only heard from him yesterday because I texted him first. I desperately want to see him, speak to him even, but I don't know what I'd say. I think I just want him to know that I'm thinking about him, and that I still care.
But then, what is life without the person you love? One thing is for definate...I was happier with him than I am without him. I always have been happier with him than without.