Life in Boredom

As you may have noticed, my three or four readers, that I have neglected to post since my return from Canada. There is a very good excuse for this. Well, actually I have several. You can choose one.

1. I have had no time
2. Monkeys stole my computer
3. I've been working on something completely awesome and the list of my necessities has placed my blog somewhere at the bottom

Well it's none of the above. To put it simply, nothing happens to me. I miss my friends. I miss nice temperatures that are anywhere below 90. I miss spending my afternoons hanging out with my friends. I even miss living in a house with thirteen people and one bathroom. That is how bored I am.

Some how, life at home isn't satisfying. I have this longing to wander that isn't satisfied unless I'm somewhere else entirely. I don't feel it when I'm at church with my youth group (my youth group being the people I've known my entire life and consider most of them almost as close to me as my family.)

But I'm not always with my youth group. I'm not always with my friends. I'm usually home.

Why do flights have to be so expensive?

I've been trying to plan a trip out to Michigan so I can visit my friend on his birthday. He's turning nineteen. He's making an effort to come to my sixteenth birthday party in December, and I hope he does come. I believe he'll try his best.

But even with the $200 gift certificate I'm getting for Delta because of the mishap with the whole Prince Edward Island to Toronto to Atlanta to Virginia thing I'd need to raise $288.60 cents, plus tax! I miss him so much. He's one of my best guy friends and I really just want to see him for a day or two.

But its hard to come by nearly $300. It's even harder to come by my parents approval in the matter. The idea of my crossing state lines to visit a guy doesn't appeal to them. To be honest, the gossip that will occur doesn't appeal to me much either. The people I respect and care about will understand. The rest of the people? Well I'll be known as a horrible person.

Gah. Life. Responsibilities. Growing up. None of it appeals to me. At all. I sound really juvenile, but maybe that's how I feel. Maybe I am juvenile. I'm only fifteen, I can be juvenile if I want to. Curses!!!

Yeah...that was my rant for the day. Sorry for dragging you into it. Hope it's enlightened you to...life.

As always: honor the King. I'll see you soon. Not literally. But...you get my point.

Until the crayons melt,

Adeline Taylor