This that and the other
So, yes, I have no clue what to write.
Nothing eventful or worth while has happened recently. If I could find my digital camera, I was just going to show everyone exactly how bored I am.
What distresses me most about myself is that when I have tons of work, I still feel bored, and too melancholy to do anything. Boredom isn't the lack of things to do for me, it's more like a feeling of loneliness, sadness, self-pity, and all that jazz. I just feel so powerless when I get bored, it's insane.
So, have gone over my mental (un)healthinesstuff.
Er, what else, what else...oh yes, I got my sound back. I would be capitilizing and exclamation points and bold and big letters and everything, but I'm just too "bored" to do it. Seems pointless.
My mother is being a horrible pain. She looked at my conversations on mIRC all of Friday night, and when me and Liv were talking about SciFi channel shtuff, she read out the only possible thing that could be me saying something I don't want her to see.
[20:22:57]
Oh, he is addicted to the enzyme in their arm...
But it's completely harmless. It's Stargate Atlantis and this, that, and the other.
And I feel like I have something else to say, but I have nothing. My parents are totally aggrevating and sucking up all of my weekend time. I couldn't even do something social, AKA what they want me to do, like go to someone's house or something.
I just really don't care. I don't want to go to my grandma's church and listen to old farmers talk about this, that and the other.
Save me.
Nothing eventful or worth while has happened recently. If I could find my digital camera, I was just going to show everyone exactly how bored I am.
What distresses me most about myself is that when I have tons of work, I still feel bored, and too melancholy to do anything. Boredom isn't the lack of things to do for me, it's more like a feeling of loneliness, sadness, self-pity, and all that jazz. I just feel so powerless when I get bored, it's insane.
So, have gone over my mental (un)healthinesstuff.
Er, what else, what else...oh yes, I got my sound back. I would be capitilizing and exclamation points and bold and big letters and everything, but I'm just too "bored" to do it. Seems pointless.
My mother is being a horrible pain. She looked at my conversations on mIRC all of Friday night, and when me and Liv were talking about SciFi channel shtuff, she read out the only possible thing that could be me saying something I don't want her to see.
[20:22:57]
Oh, he is addicted to the enzyme in their arm...
But it's completely harmless. It's Stargate Atlantis and this, that, and the other.
And I feel like I have something else to say, but I have nothing. My parents are totally aggrevating and sucking up all of my weekend time. I couldn't even do something social, AKA what they want me to do, like go to someone's house or something.
I just really don't care. I don't want to go to my grandma's church and listen to old farmers talk about this, that and the other.
Save me.