who knows the way to play my heartstrings?
It's so cold for summer.
I've been out of school for almost three weeks now. It's been really unproductive, but very eventful in a way. Living at home again is... comfortable, but I think it's where the unproductive-ness is spawning from. I've been so lethargic and I've found that I can stay in bed just watching DVDs for hours on no end. On the brighter side, I got a job at blockbuster, which I worked unusually hard for. But I like it a lot. I love working. Time passes by really quickly, and I like the people I work with.
It's been really tough dealing with rules again. I've been so mellow for the past 9 months with the lack of people telling me what to do. Now, I come home and I have people telling me to be home by this time and to sleep at this time. I almost find it insulting, but I think that's just my short temper. Again, it's been a long time since I've been really high strung about that stuff.
I don't believe how much time I've been wasting... it feels like I'm deteriorating.
I don't believe how much I'm confused about everything and everyone around me. Just weeks ago, I had some things figured out, but now it's like everything is so... (insert adjective here).
I don't believe how isolated I made myself. It's like I can't spend time with people who are happy for more than like a couple hours. What the hell is wrong with me?
What kind of summer will this turn out to be?
I've been out of school for almost three weeks now. It's been really unproductive, but very eventful in a way. Living at home again is... comfortable, but I think it's where the unproductive-ness is spawning from. I've been so lethargic and I've found that I can stay in bed just watching DVDs for hours on no end. On the brighter side, I got a job at blockbuster, which I worked unusually hard for. But I like it a lot. I love working. Time passes by really quickly, and I like the people I work with.
It's been really tough dealing with rules again. I've been so mellow for the past 9 months with the lack of people telling me what to do. Now, I come home and I have people telling me to be home by this time and to sleep at this time. I almost find it insulting, but I think that's just my short temper. Again, it's been a long time since I've been really high strung about that stuff.
I don't believe how much time I've been wasting... it feels like I'm deteriorating.
I don't believe how much I'm confused about everything and everyone around me. Just weeks ago, I had some things figured out, but now it's like everything is so... (insert adjective here).
I don't believe how isolated I made myself. It's like I can't spend time with people who are happy for more than like a couple hours. What the hell is wrong with me?
What kind of summer will this turn out to be?