Thursday

First Blog. Ever. Let's see if I can get this right. You can call me Charlie Simon, or just Charlie, or just Simon, doesn't matter. What is your name? Nice name. Now that introductions are out of the way lets begin.

I woke up at 1 today, I mean I actually awoke to the morning rays shining in my sleep encrusted eyes at around 10. I never actually get out of bed until 1, 12 if I'm lucky. It is the summer though so I suppose you could decide that I have no where to be and therefore it doesn't matter at what time I awake. Yeah, I guess you'd be right there, the fact that my life is void of plans does give me more room to sleep. Though there is that groggy guilty feeling one gets when you awake at noon and have yet to do anything with that new day. Sort of like I've already wasted half a day and I haven't even woken up yet. It sucks. The world was beautiful today, from what I could see from my window. At the end of the day, being all retrospective, I feel even more guilty than in the beginning of the day when I come to the realization that I had no idea what the weather was that day because I did not even step outside today. I always feel like shit when I waste a day, but then again what exactly was I going to do that day anyway. Nothing that's what.

Don't think I'm some lonesome emotionally crippled person with no social life, I have friends quite an abundance actually if I do say so myself. It just seems that I never want to hang out with them when they want to hang out with me, and vice versa. I am a one-on-one kind of person. Group activities are both extremely uncomfortable and anxiety increasing. I mean having one person to hold a conversation with is laboring enough, but 5 or 6. That's asking a bit much isn't it? Anyway, most of my friends are partying and drinking and doing drugs. Not that I haven't thought about doing that stuff but, 1. Partying (read the part about group activities and you'll understand why parties are the same) 2. Drinking...what the hell lets put Drugs in there as well. Besides the fact that alot of people in my family drink (I wouldn't call them alcoholics...okay I would but not to their face) it also tastes really really bad. I can not even comprehend how in the world people can drink beer, or wine. Revolting. Now those appletinis and shit are actually quite delicious. I'll give the alcohol companies that one. Drugs I've never tried, no cigarettes, joints, reefers (blah blah blah) <--(I realize "joints" and "reefers" are silly but whatever I like the sillyness of it). Sure I know at least one of my parents have done drugs as a teen, and my friends are definately into drugs. From what I can see, my parent has led a fairly good life, I mean sure they work 2 jobs and are lower middle class and live paycheck to paycheck but they aren't as screwed up as they could be. My friends on the other hand are kind of messed up. They act like the younger version of the Jackass crew, which was all funny and good when we were younger but now, its just slightley pathetic. Most of them aren't even reaching for college, some are pregnant, others are too high to care. Don't get me wrong though, some of my friends aren't in that extreme, some are fine, but they don't really help my cause in my decision of not doing drugs.

I feel as though I've gone on a bit of a rant about drugs and alcohol. What was I trying to say in the beginning? Oh, about me not being social right? So I hope you got my point, if you did would you kindly tell my mother this is the reason why I stay at home and don't hang with my friends 24/7. Spectacular.

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"This blog was written of my own Volition"-C.S