"CAN WE /PLEASE/ GO SKYDIVING?!" "o.o No!"
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I am going to drive myself crazy unless I do something adrenaline rushing and insane VERY SOON.
I do nothing all day long. I wake up, go to school, do my homework, go home, eat dinner, and go to bed. There's no excitement. Sure, RP is amusing sometimes, but I'm still sitting at a computer, staring at the screen, typing words. The only thing that's going to get me is obese and eyesight problems.
It kills me to know that I am taking four core classes as of now--English, Biology, Psychology and Math. With 14 hours of school, who would even think I have time to RP, let alone find time to be bored? But, no. Their all blow off classes, with the one exception of Bio. But, even that's not hard--All I have to do is read the book and pay attention in class.
...which is, sadly, a step up from the other 3 classes.
I don't have a job either. So, at 3:00, when classes are over, I head home, get in my pajamas, and get on the computer. Oh, yes, I'm going to get far in life this way! But, as much as I crave having a job--It might not be challenging, but at least it would be time consuming and I'd get money out of it--will I get one? Probably not? My mom's afraid that "...if you get a job, your grades will go down! /o\!!!"
._. I don't have any homework to do, anyways, so that's really not a problem, mom. Thanks for your concern.
So, as I force myself to get up, drive in rush hour traffic to get to school, so I can do nothing, it makes me wonder. What's stopping me from letting off of the brake , floor the gas pedal and crash into the car in front of me? That'd certainly differ from the norm, make things interesting. Or, how about getting on the freeway, and just SPEEDING? Weave in and out of lanes, going 30 miles over the speed limit. And then, once the cops notice, what will keep me from cackling like Sirius Black and speeding up? I bet that'd certainly cause an adrenaline rush--a good old fashioned car chase. I might even make the news, how exciting that would be!
As you set out on the four hour trip from Dallas to Austin, about half way there, there's a sign that offers skydiving. Tori wouldn't let me do it, my parents wouldn't let me do it. Beth thinks I'm crazy for wanting to do it, Jen's knee is bad, so she can do barely anything but walk on it (by her saying), Emily won't even let a guy stay in a hotel room with us at Akon, she might die of a heart attack if I even asked her to go sky diving with me.
I'd even take a challenge. An impossible task that I have to finish in twelve hours, or the world will explode. Or maybe even, y'know, hard classes. Isn't that's what college was supposed to be about? Or, at the very least, they could actually teach what I signed up for. If I signed up for Astronomy, don't teach me Physics. If I signed up to take a class AT school, don't make all the assignments online. Is that REALLY so much to ask for?
Sky Diving. Bungee Jumping. Backpacking in the middle of the Brazilian forest with all sorts of dangerous, poisonous animals. Tracking down a serial killer before he kills. Trying to figure out which wire to cut before the bomb explodes in 3 seconds. SOMETHING. Hell, I'd even take a roller coaster at this point. Or perhaps a rubik's cube. I need something to differ from this boring, monotonous schedule I have going. Or you might just seem me on the six o'clock news, in the middle of a car chase.