Summer Blues
Although I have really no reason to, all I've been doing since school got out is lay around, sleep, and be depressed. I know it's about absolutely nothing, but I've only spent my time rattling my brain with useless computer games, not getting a job, and not even attempting to do anything else... I've been acting a lot like Rockith.
Another thing that has me upset is that I absolutely destroyed my stereo's CD player in a violent war against it, and now I'm stuck listening to 50s swing music on cassettes. It's not that I don't like the 50s, but I really want to listen to something else. I mean, I have been listening to the radio on my ghetto CD player that doesn't close anymore because I dropped it on a cement floor, but I only find that the constant commericals make me angrier at myself for destroying my other CD player. In addition, my computer doesn't have sound, so I can't listen to my French Scene station on the aim XM radio. So, I've been deprived of music all summer, and I do practice my clarinet, but I haven't been able to play as well as I could. Hopefully, I should be starting private lessons at the Music and Arts Center soon.
The ESL tutoring is slower than I thought it would be, and that Margret Ellis only wants to meet with us because she doesn't think we can handle it on our own. Blast these people who think I'm incapable of running my life! Although, I really am going crazy. Sometimes I just sit on my bed meditating, though that's not bad, but others times I sit there wondering what's going on and all other craziness. I'm wondering if I should seek therapy, but when I tell my mom that, she just says I can talk to her. Well, not about EVERYTHING.
I'm actually wishing I had gone to France with the others so then I wouldn't have to be worrying about stupid stuff right now. Oh well. What's done is done.
Another thing that has me upset is that I absolutely destroyed my stereo's CD player in a violent war against it, and now I'm stuck listening to 50s swing music on cassettes. It's not that I don't like the 50s, but I really want to listen to something else. I mean, I have been listening to the radio on my ghetto CD player that doesn't close anymore because I dropped it on a cement floor, but I only find that the constant commericals make me angrier at myself for destroying my other CD player. In addition, my computer doesn't have sound, so I can't listen to my French Scene station on the aim XM radio. So, I've been deprived of music all summer, and I do practice my clarinet, but I haven't been able to play as well as I could. Hopefully, I should be starting private lessons at the Music and Arts Center soon.
The ESL tutoring is slower than I thought it would be, and that Margret Ellis only wants to meet with us because she doesn't think we can handle it on our own. Blast these people who think I'm incapable of running my life! Although, I really am going crazy. Sometimes I just sit on my bed meditating, though that's not bad, but others times I sit there wondering what's going on and all other craziness. I'm wondering if I should seek therapy, but when I tell my mom that, she just says I can talk to her. Well, not about EVERYTHING.
I'm actually wishing I had gone to France with the others so then I wouldn't have to be worrying about stupid stuff right now. Oh well. What's done is done.