I never really know what to do with summer. After about a month of no school, summer lethargy sets in, which is one of my most disliked feelings ever. It's feeling lazy and aimless, bored and boring, wondering how other people seem to find summer to be fun. I end up purposelessly browsing the internet, watching reruns on tv, rereading books for the ten thousandth time, contemplating the shortcomings of my wardrobe... etc. Finally I start longing for school to start again, so I can have classes to go to, things to do, not to mention opportunities to scope out cute guys and the feeling that there are possibilities all around and opportunities to learn things, create things, and have fun.
I should probably just get a second job. Right? Right? Gahh. Sometimes I wish that I could just step outside myself, survey the scene from outside, and detachedly force myself to do things, like a puppet. Because I am so indecisive. The idea of making a definite decision about something sends me into such a panic that I end up just not making any decisions and sitting around frozen. I stress myself out so much that eventually I just shut down, and then the lethargy sets in and I find myself doing NOTHING, again.
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