its hard to be happy...either way i choose.
this summer....what words can i use to describe it. i dont even know where to start. sometimes i wish my life was different. that the way my family worked and my friends and what not just was different.
if i go out i have this constant guilty feeling in my mind. if i dont im not the happiest person at home, sitting in my room, moving from computer to tv to keep myself entertained. occasionally hitting up the myspace and collapse.
my lover told me that you should just do what makes you happy. either way theres gonna be some type of loss. but why is it that i constantly choose for my parents to be happy. i cant get myself to do something i want to do when i want to. i either chicken out and end up not asking just to please my parents. i love them i do. the same person that told me to choose what makes me happy also told me that you also have to look at your parents as your friends. when you come back from college they get to see their friend, their daughter after being gone for so long. then you go out with your friends. it hurts them to see you go out right when you get home from college. but at the same time i feel like its hard for them to understand that i also havent seen my good ol friends from the valley (that are most definitely fading which is sad to say).
my life: tv, collapse, internet, aim. thats all folks!
if i go out i have this constant guilty feeling in my mind. if i dont im not the happiest person at home, sitting in my room, moving from computer to tv to keep myself entertained. occasionally hitting up the myspace and collapse.
my lover told me that you should just do what makes you happy. either way theres gonna be some type of loss. but why is it that i constantly choose for my parents to be happy. i cant get myself to do something i want to do when i want to. i either chicken out and end up not asking just to please my parents. i love them i do. the same person that told me to choose what makes me happy also told me that you also have to look at your parents as your friends. when you come back from college they get to see their friend, their daughter after being gone for so long. then you go out with your friends. it hurts them to see you go out right when you get home from college. but at the same time i feel like its hard for them to understand that i also havent seen my good ol friends from the valley (that are most definitely fading which is sad to say).
my life: tv, collapse, internet, aim. thats all folks!