Mindless Blob

May 29, 2004 10:52

I am turning into a mindless blob. Why you ask? Because I am grounded for the ENTIRE summer. At least...I hope it is just the summer. "What do you do all day?" some of you may ask in alarm. Well, I do chores and the geometry workbook that my parents are requiring me to do. When I have free-time, I watch the Home Shopping Network or play StepMania till three or four in the morning. Thursday and Friday I watched The Fast and the Furious five times each day. Vin Diesel is awesome. I think that is the only reason I watch it. I need to rent Triple X next. Is also an awesome movie.

I don't know what I am going to do after I get back from Florida. First, let me start by asking you all to imagine something so horrible that you can't imagine what you would do if it happened. You would go insane or hysterical or don't know how you would keep yourself alive. Maybe it is your parents dying, or a boyfriend/girlfriend, or something that means almost everything to you getting taken away. Well, one of these things is happening to me. My parents took away the most awesome camp in the world. WYLDEWOOD. You probably cannot understand why this would be so horrible to me. I can't explain it...this camp means so much to me. I don't care if I was grounded for the rest of my life...just to be able to go to the camp. Not much means more to me...besides God. But then, it is a Christian camp. I think, when I get back from Florida, I will hike down to Searcy so I can go to the camp...doesn't matter if my parents cancelled it or not. If they don't have room I will sleep in the woods or something. I am going...NO MATTER WHAT I HAVE TO DO.

With that said...I can't think of much else to say. Life isn't all that great for me. Trying to turn into a mindless blob so I don't have to put up with all this, or at least feel any pain or something. *sigh* Really getting tired of this. Starting to get depressed...or am I already? I don't know. Wonder what kind of condition I will be in when school starts up. *sigh*

Crash and burn your pain away, then get some NOS and go and play.

Until Later
Forgotten Poet
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