It’s too hot in South Florida

26Aug08

Today is the first day in a long, long time that I have woken up and barely left my bed — still wearing the clothes I slept in, reading a book, on my laptop, only having gotten up to go to the bathroom and make a sandwich.

I used to do this every day, all summer, until I was about 15.

I’m annoyed that people keep asking me what I want for dinner. I’m annoyed that dinner has to be a group decision. I’m annoyed that we can’t eat this or that because we ate it last night, and why don’t we do something else tonight? It’s strange — I know I should be happy to relax and let my parents take care of me, but I’d really rather just cook myself some pasta and tell them to do whatever they’d do if I wasn’t home. I really like taking care of myself. Another life lesson from my summer alone.

I’m re-reading The Perks of Being A Wallflower, and my vision got worse, and it’s already time to start packing for Chicago and I’d really rather just not.

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