Summer

It's supposed to be about fun in the sun, isn't it?
Well thus far, mine hasn't been
it's been about schoolwork
and a family that's messed up beyond belief
My summer has had its share of icecream...
but it's also had its share of guilty feelings
knowing that my abs are not too happy with the lack of exercise
There have been no summer boys for me.
Being not-so-skinny really changes the outcome of a summer, doesn't it?
Instead of it being one long day at the beach
A day spent tanning and reading girly magazines
The summer of the fat-geek-chick is spent doing schoolwork online
It's spent trapped indoors surrounded by screaming Colombian teenagers
No lie.
It's also spent yelling at family
And playing vidogames
And being eaten alive
By mosquitoes
And now- I'm worried that I wont be able to finish my course ontime
Because the net program I'm to do my schoolwork on is down
And I can't work because of it.
This is not the great summer I was hoping it would be
But summer, come to think of it, is only what we make it.
So
that
means
it's
all
my
fault.