Being alone at home is weird, after a whole week always with someone else. Yesterday, I went out because my city was supposed to be having a 'party'. When I got there I was like 'Dude, where's the party?'.

First of all there was no people. Second, the music sucked. Well, the music always sucks... But anyway, the few people in there were sitting. God, that must have been the lamest party EVER. I think I never wished to get out from here like now I do. Seriously, in here there's no fun. All the people are lame, boring, or whatever. Well, this sounds stupid, I know. But for the first time, this is how I feel.

I feel like meeting new people. I feel like going to young people meetings. I feel like having fun. I don't feel like being stuck in here for more one month. At least, September's likely to go by really fast because I'm gonna sign up for a science meeting. That's why I need to make a science project till Friday. Great, huh? But it's worth it. I went to a shorter version of that meeting a few months ago and it was really great. Too bad I won't have the time to recover till school starts, but I really don't mind.

Changing the subject, I just found out there's gonna be a movie of Alice in Wonderland with Johnny Depp. It sounds great. I'm already looking forward watching it.

Today I've been writing the beggining (another one) of a story. The problem is, I get bored. Like really bored to death. And I still have a single character, whom remains nameless. Great, huh? Sometimes I wonder if writing is my calling after all, and if not, what will ever be. Maybe I'm just destined to failure. Or maybe I'm just part of somebody's scenery. Sad.

Well, I'll write a small English poem to post here and to distract me from the text I started... Hope it turns out good enough.

So... Be right back.

Labels: Alice in Wonderland, Johnny Depp, p7, sadness, Writer's Block