Whateva Whateva I Do What I Want
Nick left for Chicago on Wednesday. I've been bored as hell since he left, not that we hung out that much the few weeks before. Renee and I went bowling with Matt and Dawn Saturday night because Jameson was back in town and Matt didn't want to go to a club because he had to work on Sunday. God, we finished bowling around 10:00 and there was nothing to do, this is Lakeland after all. There has never been a night when I wanted to go to the Castle more. Sheesh...at least then I would have been able to have some kind of fun.
When we were bowling, I don't think anyone thought I was having fun. I would pick up my ball and just lob it down the lane. I was asked about twenty times if I was having any fun. Yes, I was. Just because I don't take it serious doesn't mean I'm not having fun. What's the point in being competitive if you're not in a tournament or your not hustling someone anyway?
But, for the most excitement I've had in about two weeks, I get to start school again today. I feel odd going back after being out for so long, over a year. It also doesn't help that I feel like I don't fit in when I talk to anyone. Mike has his little school clique and Mike's the only one there I know. I feel like a dumbass whenever he's talking with people he knows and I'm like, "Who's that?", "What's her name?", "She did what?". I just don't have anyone to talk to, not that there really are that many people worth talking to in this world anyway. I hope this isn't a repeat of USF. I want to try to work as hard as I possibly can. I guess I'll have to put my book aside for a while.
Speaking of my book, I finally came to the point where Halo leaves his home town. Now the real story can begin. I just have to know how to connect the two parts I already have written. Other than that, I'm beginning to remember more and more of what I'm thinking about the story before I write it down. I don't write for about a week or two between "sessions", and for the past few years I've only been able to remember anything if I hurried and wrote small clips of what I was thinking.
Anyway, not like anyone really cares that much about my life anyway. Well, hope to see Nick when he comes back for Christmas. Maybe I'll go up there to see him before then, just to get away from this fucking town. I swear, if I don't start doing better in school there's no point in wasting anyone's time and money. Hope I do better than usual, though. Been talking to long, need to finish some things.
Good-bye droogs.
When we were bowling, I don't think anyone thought I was having fun. I would pick up my ball and just lob it down the lane. I was asked about twenty times if I was having any fun. Yes, I was. Just because I don't take it serious doesn't mean I'm not having fun. What's the point in being competitive if you're not in a tournament or your not hustling someone anyway?
But, for the most excitement I've had in about two weeks, I get to start school again today. I feel odd going back after being out for so long, over a year. It also doesn't help that I feel like I don't fit in when I talk to anyone. Mike has his little school clique and Mike's the only one there I know. I feel like a dumbass whenever he's talking with people he knows and I'm like, "Who's that?", "What's her name?", "She did what?". I just don't have anyone to talk to, not that there really are that many people worth talking to in this world anyway. I hope this isn't a repeat of USF. I want to try to work as hard as I possibly can. I guess I'll have to put my book aside for a while.
Speaking of my book, I finally came to the point where Halo leaves his home town. Now the real story can begin. I just have to know how to connect the two parts I already have written. Other than that, I'm beginning to remember more and more of what I'm thinking about the story before I write it down. I don't write for about a week or two between "sessions", and for the past few years I've only been able to remember anything if I hurried and wrote small clips of what I was thinking.
Anyway, not like anyone really cares that much about my life anyway. Well, hope to see Nick when he comes back for Christmas. Maybe I'll go up there to see him before then, just to get away from this fucking town. I swear, if I don't start doing better in school there's no point in wasting anyone's time and money. Hope I do better than usual, though. Been talking to long, need to finish some things.
Good-bye droogs.