  There is pretty much nothing to do in this damn town. Right before I walk in the door to my house, my brother calls me and tells me I should leave. Chris: What if I bring a girl over? Just take her to my room? Ryan: Yup! Well, I still don't want to stay here.
But there is nowhere to go. So this is lame, but whatever. I've got an escape plan. I can go loiter by myself in public. It will be excellent. Hell, I just need to kill some time.
Though, as I think of that thoughts of a wasted summer hit hard. I've honestly done about everything prodcutive for the day that I can. This whole time thing has gotten retarded. Yesterday felt like it didn't even happen. That's partially a good thing. I was barely awake for any of it.
Nowadays, I wake up and within 2 hours I go play. After playing, we think about doing SOMETHING. It's around 5 or 7 and we're just "thinking"....We do nothing and I go home and hang out for some hours before going to sleep and repeating the exact same process. I guess what I've been reallizing is: 1. THERE ISN'T SHIT TO DO 2. I have one friend 3.
This whole summer is becoming me trying to FEEL like I'm doing something productive That pretty much wraps up every single problem going on. Off to awesomely loiter. This is going to be ridiculous. I guess no one ever really hangs out on this side of town, sans...my neighbors...ugh 
