soundtrack: muse: sunburn

sitting around the house. bored. i really didn't do anything this 4th of july weekend; just sat around the house and re-read some novel.

i have this uncanny feeling that people around me are trying to change me. visiting cousins wonder why i don't have a boyfriend or haven't gotten 'my freak on'. mom still thinks that i was made for children, change my major to english and become a teacher for the rest of my life. friends wonder why i'm never serious. first of all, i can be serious, it's just that people never bother to see it, even when i say, 'i'm serious.' why are people trying to change me? why can't y'all be happy for who i am? i'm happy content with who i am. if any changes are going to be made, it's going to be because i want to make them. i'm an average science major that doesn't go out to party and is content being single. deal with it.

late afternoon brought a haze through the area that looked like smoke. that's because it was smoke; from canadian forest fires apparently that drifted all the way down here.
despite the health hazard, the haze made the afternoon into a lazy, sleepy one. yeah.

more of nothing to come. peace.