#21: Shakin' All Over (Or, Your First Step into a Larger World)

Abbudsujufudah.

Man. I'm not upset today, I'm actually okay. Just worn, y'know? It happens every day I go grocery shopping. We went to Price Choppers, which is a place I detest almost as much as no Frills, and for different reasons. No Frills, despite the name, I consider to be quite garish, and overpopulated. Price Choppers, by contrast, is so out of the way, so sparesely visited, and is poorly decordated - the floor is friggin' concrete for god's sake! The walls, the floor, the roof, all coloured grey, it's so dim. To contrast this, the colour Orange is used to highlight prices and displays. This gives the feeling of grocery shopping at a Home Depot. And yet, Eric prefers this place to Basics? Bah! Unthinkable. But, no matter where you go, Grocery Shopping is a soul crushing experience.

So I didn't do anything today. Actually, I did indulge in my favourite Sunday activity - watching movies on TV. Today, TBS was playing Back to the Future parts II and III, as well as the underrated Tim Allen comedy Galaxy Quest. And Fox has (unwisely, actually,) replaced its Sunday Lineup with the half-decent Animated adventure, Ice Age, probably in honour of Thanksgiving.

I'm just tryin' to think. Think about what I am. Who I am. Where I belong. It's plainly obvious that I don't really fit in at school; I know a lot of people, but how many of them would consider me friends? When did I become this outcast? How long has this been so? Years, I think. Don't wanna be melodramatic, but sometimes I can just get so down. What kind of life do I have? This isolation. Pheh.

Abbudsujufudah.

Keep on Rockin'
Scotto