Sick.

Today is Friday.
The day everyone looks foward to during school, the weekend.

During the summer, Friday is just another day. I wouldn't even know the days if it weren't for the computer or my phone. Everything sort of blends in with the other. The days have absolutely no meaning, every day is the weekend. Summer is sort of boring after awhile, after a month I'm sort of like, oh . . cool, I get to do absolutely nothing again today. Awesome.

All I have really accomplished this summer was taking pictures, and hanging out with Ryan. Don't get me wrong, I love both of those things. I really should be practicing a whole lot more. I haven't picked up my saxophone in about a month. I am a neglectful parent. It just stares at me up from my case in my bedroom and instead of just playing a few scales I ignore it, crawl into bed and watch the game show network. Pathetic.

During the school year I was like, okay this summer I am going to practice all this, and master these scales, and I'm going to start walking more and do all this stuff. Now that it is summer my body is kind of like, fuck it. How about I lay in bed and read this, and I'll go lay on the couch and watch this, and then I'll think about being productive. My summer is half way done and nothing was done hah. Today isn't that much different.

Today I don't feel all that good. I woke up with a terrible stomach ache and I just feel really tired and sore. Last night wasn't all that great, I was just sort of in one of those moods. The sort that edges me on to do things I don't want to do again. And all of that really scares me, it scares me a lot. And I want it all to stop but sometimes it is just really hard. But I talked to Carolyn, and she helped me throught it all. She's an amazing friend, I think everyone should have a friend like her. The one who gives you amazing music and tells you that you are pretty and important even when you are not.

Well yeah, that's pretty much all I have for today. Not a whole lot. I'm sick. Blah.