Wow, we are lame at this

Okay. so none of us has blogged in 3 months. That's kind of pathetic. I mean, how hard is it to find five minutes to tell the world how you are doing? Btw, Jt, I miss you like fucking crazy. It's weird how much that week of having you around changed everything.
So, school has started. I have a schedule that makes most people cringe and somehow I am handling it. I get up at 5:45am every single morning, get right in the shower and get myself ready to leave by 6:50am Then I turn on my iPod at full blast and walk to school in the dark, just the way I like it. I get to the school around 7:05am and sit in the commons doing homework and reading until 8:00am, still listening to the blaring music. At 8, I get my breakfast and eat it with the friends that are just arriving at school. I go to my classes and talk to people I really don't know very well, even if I've known them my whole life. I go to lunch and sit with people who appeal to a certain part of me that is silly and yet so serious, but all the same it is quite immature. I then go to the rest of my classes and talk to more people I barely know. All the while, I pull out a book to read at every free minute, though there really aren't that many. Afterwards, I go to my locker, grab my stuff and go home, again listening to the blaring music. I wave and smile at teachers and students who think they know who I am: nerd, freak, do-gooder, prep, suck-up, show off, snob.
At home, don't seem quite so monotonous, but really it's all the same. Whether my parents are there, or if I watch TV for a little while, or get on the computer to write college essays or just go read all night, it's all the same. My dad could be crabby or jovial, my mother could be subtle or out-right bitchy. But still, it seems as if I am in this alone. I think we all are, in a way. No one can escape the solitude, the loneliness. At least, I hope it's not just me. I hope I am not the only one stuck in the middle of a desert with no clouds or trees to shield me from the glaring rays of the sun.


Anyhoo, I'm stressed, I'm bored and I really want to get into Columbia. Night.