I haven't been this bored since the beginning of the summer.
I’m waiting for this weekend to start and I’m waiting for everything to just kind of happen and so, there is nothing to do.
I could take a nap, but I would never fall asleep.
What’s worse is that my roommate is trying to get us to come party with them when all I really wanna do is something fun. I don’t want to drink.
And again, all of my angst over not being in Marching Band is kind of sitting on the surface of my consciousness. While I won’t really let it sink in, it’s not like I can really do marching band with my back problem anyway. If only I had a flute or something to play with.
Some part of me wishes my life wasn’t so boring— that my back wasn’t messed up, and that I could actually be active and do fun things like I used to. It’s not that I don’t now, but now I suddenly have the desire to do all of these things- like zumba, flash mobs, dancing, gymnastics, rock climbing— basically everything I can’t do.