“hey Ben”
“Oh hey, whats up?”
“Not too much, just chillin”
“Cool, well dont chill to hard…hahaha”
“Hahaha (awkward laughing)”
–awkward pause–
“So…how has life been lately”
“School, working, not much…you?”
“Yeah about the same”
“So what classes are you taking this quarter?”
“______, ______ and _______. You?”
“______, ______ and _______.”
“Cool”
“Yeah, well I have to get going”
“Yeah, me too”
“See yah”
“Later”

This is one of the first summers I can remember that I am not excited about (except for the summer I broke my wrist and sat in an inflatable pool). I can think of one reason. Starting with a “t” and ending with a muther focking “raveling.” I can wait till September though. I can wait till September. I can wait till September. Im such a spoiled brat.

I am just sad I don’t have that giddy feeling anymore. That feeling the day school got over and we all rode the bus home screaming and throwing shit at each other. And recess….omfg roflmao…don’t get me started on recess. Whenever someone asks those questions like “if you could relive…blah blah blah,” I always think of recess.

I think someone should disinvent all technology. Not all but a lot. Cell phones. Computers. Video games. Cell phones. Cars. Meth. Babies. Crack.
All I do is sit on my computer and listen to music. I like music, but what a waste. I am so glad not to have the internet at my house this summer. Maybe I will be productive. Make some serious cash money. Paint or something. And hike. I want to go backpacking a lot. Yes, I will do that. Prolly not, but I want to. Thats good enough, eh?