I Need A Life
After a failed expedition to the garage out back to find my Wii (and along with it, my Guitar Hero), I'm back...again. I hate this...I'm bored and have nothing to do. I have little money and no car (or license for that matter) and, being 16, have few places to hang around. Mall's probably closed, and Mom is in the basement watching some comedy film and sewing...
I want my Guitar Hero. I listen to the songs I played on it and cry. It's getting too fuckin' cold outside when I have to leave and my room is always too hot. Everything sucks now....
Like I said about 2 entires back, I have no friends I can hang out with here...except at school, and I usually don't see them til lunch when the day is practically over. I don't really watch TV anymore since I don't know if we have VH1 Classic and any channel showing news makes me either depressed or angry. Most shows now suck anyway. The only reality shows I could watch were related to Jackass or The Osbournes. MTV doesn't deserve their name anymore...
In my latest depression fit, I miss California. If I close my eyes, I can see the refineries I grew up around and the playground by Mikey's house that we always passed walking to Mikey's home from school. Can almost smell the gasoline-y smeel after that accident at a refinery by my school that cut after-lunch recess short and even kind of delayed our leaving school. Remember the cow smell by the house in Mira Loma and the roadkill cow I saw on the way home from the library. Can imagine the pretty colored neon at the movies...It sucks they built a bookstore I could walk to just as I have to move...Apparently whatever higher power is in control hates me....
I'm in desperate need of a life outside. Or at least for my writer's block to go away so I can write something worth posting for...Perhaps a Mano & Vinnie story...or even a song list....-sigh- Please say something. It's lonely here....
I want my Guitar Hero. I listen to the songs I played on it and cry. It's getting too fuckin' cold outside when I have to leave and my room is always too hot. Everything sucks now....
Like I said about 2 entires back, I have no friends I can hang out with here...except at school, and I usually don't see them til lunch when the day is practically over. I don't really watch TV anymore since I don't know if we have VH1 Classic and any channel showing news makes me either depressed or angry. Most shows now suck anyway. The only reality shows I could watch were related to Jackass or The Osbournes. MTV doesn't deserve their name anymore...
In my latest depression fit, I miss California. If I close my eyes, I can see the refineries I grew up around and the playground by Mikey's house that we always passed walking to Mikey's home from school. Can almost smell the gasoline-y smeel after that accident at a refinery by my school that cut after-lunch recess short and even kind of delayed our leaving school. Remember the cow smell by the house in Mira Loma and the roadkill cow I saw on the way home from the library. Can imagine the pretty colored neon at the movies...It sucks they built a bookstore I could walk to just as I have to move...Apparently whatever higher power is in control hates me....
I'm in desperate need of a life outside. Or at least for my writer's block to go away so I can write something worth posting for...Perhaps a Mano & Vinnie story...or even a song list....-sigh- Please say something. It's lonely here....