Life.
And Death.
Ha. My parents came up this past weekend for Parent's Weekend. That was...bad. It's strange having them invade a place where I'm pretty open about myself. There are so many people around that could ruin everything. For the most part, I'm just still stupid and childish. There's no excuse. On Saturday my dad's family came to our house and hung out. We haven't seen them in five years or so, so that was strange. My aunt and uncle are so over-protective of their children. It's ridiculous. They don't have any friends. Basically, the parents are the only ones allowed to interact with the kids. Luckily at least Andrew reads a lot, so he'll discover the real world through books. As a kid who read a ton, I know there are so many ways that he can get his hands on books his parents would be uncomfortable with. I did it even just this summer.
On Sunday my parents were eating lunch at Skippers and I was watching and thinking. Somewhere along the way, I came to the conclusion that I really should kill myself; that suicide is the best option I have. I mean, what kind of future do I want anyway? I never planned on living past eighteen. Anything beyond that has been bonus, right? Sure. And I can't really see any interesting future ahead of me. Maybe I should drop out of college- then what would I do? Can I actually make it through college? Maybe I'm just not the type. I don't know how to study. I'm not a good learner. I'm just interested in everything (except math). The Ace Hardware store is so so close.
At the meeting last night (I'm a cool kid in a band fraternity) I told the chapter about how I was suicidal with my parents and it was so easy to do. They looked weirded out, to be sure, but the whole time I just laughed and laughed and I can never believe how simple it is just to open your mouth and talk. Sounds come out the right way (most of the time). You don't even have to focus on it. Your 'la' will come with a L, 'ta' with a T. Your tongue and larynx dance, and you're simply sitting there, laughing, chuckling suicide onto the floor.
Kyle, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close will be at band today.
Ha. My parents came up this past weekend for Parent's Weekend. That was...bad. It's strange having them invade a place where I'm pretty open about myself. There are so many people around that could ruin everything. For the most part, I'm just still stupid and childish. There's no excuse. On Saturday my dad's family came to our house and hung out. We haven't seen them in five years or so, so that was strange. My aunt and uncle are so over-protective of their children. It's ridiculous. They don't have any friends. Basically, the parents are the only ones allowed to interact with the kids. Luckily at least Andrew reads a lot, so he'll discover the real world through books. As a kid who read a ton, I know there are so many ways that he can get his hands on books his parents would be uncomfortable with. I did it even just this summer.
On Sunday my parents were eating lunch at Skippers and I was watching and thinking. Somewhere along the way, I came to the conclusion that I really should kill myself; that suicide is the best option I have. I mean, what kind of future do I want anyway? I never planned on living past eighteen. Anything beyond that has been bonus, right? Sure. And I can't really see any interesting future ahead of me. Maybe I should drop out of college- then what would I do? Can I actually make it through college? Maybe I'm just not the type. I don't know how to study. I'm not a good learner. I'm just interested in everything (except math). The Ace Hardware store is so so close.
At the meeting last night (I'm a cool kid in a band fraternity) I told the chapter about how I was suicidal with my parents and it was so easy to do. They looked weirded out, to be sure, but the whole time I just laughed and laughed and I can never believe how simple it is just to open your mouth and talk. Sounds come out the right way (most of the time). You don't even have to focus on it. Your 'la' will come with a L, 'ta' with a T. Your tongue and larynx dance, and you're simply sitting there, laughing, chuckling suicide onto the floor.
Kyle, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close will be at band today.