Depressing Goodbye’s

Here it is…my last post. Not ever…but for awhile.

I'm leaving on Friday and not returning 'til July 14. So I suppose that this last post should be the best. (I say 'should' because it really deserves to be, but probably won't.)

I don't necessarily have a subject to speak on. Life has been, well, life. Nothing short, and nothing which has blasted my expectations away.
Actually, who am I kidding? Life has been falling short lately. With my increasing boredom, and incessant questioning of myself, life has become what I expected it to be during the summer: a waste of time. I had 3 goals which I thought — actually, I knew – that I would accomplish.
Those were:

• Get stronger
• Get a job
• Make money

So far, I have accomplished none. And I will go as far as to say that I have actually done the complete opposite of all of them.
I have been unable to get stronger because of the fact that my wrist will still not allow me to lift as much as I need to. I have been unable to get a job because everywhere I want to work requires that you have some sort of resume' — and at the tender age of 16, I don't have such things. And, finally, I haven't made any money because I don't have a job. Embarrassingly enough, I have lost more money than anything: I have managed to spend 3/4 of my savings on gas alone…terrific. I hate buying gas…but that is another subject entirely — one that I wish not to go off on, because it will probably sound misinformed and narrow-minded anyways.

So far, this summer has been a waste of time. I've known that since the beginning — since the first week actually. I've also known that I should do something to fix that; however, that would require quite bit of effort — effort I wish not to use. I hear people say: "The future is in your (my) hands…"; sadly, my hands lack the strength to hold the future. Interpret that last sentence however you like; I'm not sure what it's supposed to mean, it just came to me, so I wrote it down.

I hate writing such a pessimistic post — especially since it will be my last for a good 3 weeks — but I can't help it. I like to be honest when speaking/writing to other people, so I'm not going to pretend that I'm happy with how my summer has gone and what I have done during it. 

So, on this rather depressing last note, I say goodbye, farewell, auf wiedersehen…until July 14 — when, hopefully, I will have some sort of new material to mesmerize you all with.