I can just feel it. The rest of the week's gonna be exactly the same everyday. I'll come home from summer school, eat, take an hour long shower, then sit around doing nothing but stare at the tv or computer screen till the day ends. May throw in a couple of nags from mom fallowed by me doing whatever it is eventually.
how freaking lame.
and this weekend is not looking too bright and shiny either. I figure it'll be the same.
next week as well, except b/c summer school will be over I'll have taken to sleeping till noon instead.
bah
and all my people work! wtf... I wish I had a job to take up my time... but nay no calls coming in yet...
really sad and lonely lately, inevitably due to the repeative lifestyle I'm leading.
and it bones even harder because even if one of my friends could hang the next two days my mom will be out of town taking the car with her, and since I'm usually the trasportation...
poop
on the brightside while walking home today I figured out what I want to do for my 18th birthday! Very exciting. However I'll need to clear it with mother... it's so ideal in my mind, but those things never remotely work out so we'll see, hopefully.
I've been gone for over a week and I come back and the insanity of my watches is... insane... anyway, I have 180 deviations waiting to be looked at.
HOLY CRAP...
EDIT: ok signed on again today and there was 196! and last night I had gotten them down to about 170. Well I did some "work" and now I'm at a cool even 100. still though... HOLY CRAP! let this be a lesson, don't neglect your devwatch for too long when you have 86 (I shit you not) ppl your watching...
Listening to: Under Pressure - David Bowie + Queen
Reading: Slaughterhouse-five
Watching: Juno
Eating: Subway
Drinking: Dr. Pepper
This song makes me smile
Wed Jun 18, 2008, 6:35 PM
although I don't know anybody it would apply to, this song is just nice.
You call me up in the mornings Well stay on the phone until dawning You tell me secrets I actually keep You call me up around noon and Bring me all the good gossip You hold my head when I throw up I hold your hand when you weep
And we talk about friends And we talk about records Talk about life And well talk about death And we dance in the living room Dance on the sidewalks, dance in the movies Dance at the festivals, dance, dance No men ever really dance like this
Damn! I wish I was a lesbian Damn! I wish I was a lesbian Damn! I wish I was, and that you were, too So I could fall in love with you
You call me up in the evenings And tell me what they did this time No matter what, Im by your side When its raining, well go to the video store We even like the same movies No damn jedis or hobbits, this time!
And you laugh at my jokes And I laugh at your jokes And I even like the birthday presents you get me And we dance in the living room Dance on the sidewalks Dance in the movies Dance at the festivals Lets dance, dance No men ever really dance like this
Why dont I fall? Why dont I just fall in love with you?