Well besides the standard same old same old, Outcast Orange doesn't want to teach me anymore today. So I have to wait till tomorrow.
But incase you don't know what the same old same old is, the constant boredom of all life in general is so overwhelming that I start to remember things past.
Listening to songs that I am now, reading a book and thinking about what could come to be, they all remind me of things I've done and tried to forget. Even with this post I am now remembering things I've wanted to stay forgotten.
Since boredom is my life, All I do is think. I think about everything. I think ahead and I think into the past. Although I try not to I somehow manage to find my way back into remembering that one time when... or when I did this or that.
Even now I'm starting to tear up. Nostalgia is a horrible thing to a person who only remembers things he doesn't want to remember. I can't even work up the courage to play one of the games i remember so fondly.
And now I...Dreams are a hell of a thing. Mainly when they become reality or seem like reality. When the dark gets darker, and I have to lie awake flashing my eyes with a flash light just to stop myself from screaming, or when I walked into a wall, woke up yet still in a dream, reached for the doorknob, the light switch, none of it there, all black, banging on what I thought was a door, screaming into the night, scared out of my mind.
These are the things that I cannot forget. These are the things that make me sad.