Well, the school year is coming to an end. Teachers are now either cramming everything in at the last minute, or out of things to teach. Whether you are stressed or bored out of your mind, one thing remains true. Summer's inevitable arrival is edging ever closer. Personally, I'm looking forward to the summer. Sure, I won't be hanging out with friends, partying until the sun goes down, or anything glamorous like that. But there is something mysterious about the summer. In essence, it's not that different from any other time of the year. Adults still work, teens work during would-be school hours, and they have summer reading and summer work to keep their minds "fresh." So what makes summer so special? Is it not just another daily routine to fall into? Ah, the pessimistic thinker can make heaven seem like a dreary place (generally by calling it impossible or nonexistent). Anyways, here are some ways I plan to spend my summer to make it special. I will write a book, hopefully for publication one day, but for now, just for fun. I will play piano until my ears bleed, then I will get a band-aid and play some more. Finally, every one's favorite summer fantasy, summer loving. Summer romance is always fun. You get to sit at home all day stranded wishing you were with the other person but you can't get there because of the fact that your parents aren't home. Sounds fun right? Anyways, I'm sure there must be some reason why summer is "every one's" favorite season. Laying down on the beach all day getting skin cancer, I mean, getting tan is fun right? Skin cancer, I mean, being tan is really attractive right? I hate the sun. I'm totally allergic to it. Plus, the brightness hurts my eyes. That is why I have covers over my windows, it helps keep my house dark even during the day.
Anyways, enough rambling. I was just bored because there's no work to be done, plenty of fun to be had. What's more fun than long rambles?
Nocturnally yours,
Gabriel Gethin
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Disintegration
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