Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The secret life of a bored teenager



Before reading this, I’ll take the liberty to warn you that the content below is pure, unadulterated bullshit spewing forth from the fingers of the most bored teen on earth right now.

     Boredom has a way of twisting the mind till you’re in that place halfway  between dreams and reality because the situation is too imaginary to be real yet all your senses react the appropriate way to the situation. You following me? Good, good.
     So I’m sleeping, or awake, I’m not sure which so I’ll just assume I’m in that special place and I see myself outside the house. All seems normal but feels different till I realize it’s me. I’m driving in a car that just sped fast out of my house. This is crazy. If there were awards presented to suckers at different things. I would win a honourable mention for sucking at driving. So why am I driving?
     Still, I move on. Twenty minutes later, I stop at some club. It has the feel of one of those hip uptown clubs. Another problem. I’ve never been out clubbing. Is this a dream or not. It seems like a dream because it’s too unbelievable (given the current state of my existence) to be true, yet I feel the anticipation of partying hard building up in me. The music has never sounded clearer. And to top it off, #truefact both my parents are away.
     Well, I walk in..no no, sashay into the club. I’m met by my besty and her bf. Oh yeah. Where’s my bf? In real life, I’m single, but since it feels like a real dream, I may as well go all the way.  **I’ll stop here because the rest is censored**
     Long story short, I become fully awake (the next morning), yet I remember falling asleep at noon and I’m not one who naps for long stretches. But beat this. I wake up with all the telltale signs of my life-like dream I even have a headache and my hair looks glossier than normal.
***Now I really wake up***
**What’s happening to me?**
*Oh shit.. I know*
Boredom
***Thanks a lot, mum and dad.***
You know you love me
Xoxo..rUdE  gIrL

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