Writing and summer aspirations

It always ends like this. My days I should mean. I'm laying in bed and I come up with another idea for this book that eventually want to write. But I'm to tired to write it down or type it. It's like that with reading for me as well really.

It's just check facebook, check twitter, check absolutepunk.net and repreat. I know it's just a way to unwind and relax, but sometimes I feel like I'm wasthing my time when I'm flipping through three websites. But whatever, back to the topic.

Last summer I intended to start writing a book, or at least trying to get something down. This summer I don't have an internship to worry about and I'm single. So I don't really have any obligations besides work. But really that's not to bad. But for some reason I haven't read as much as I'd like to. And I haven't wrote as much as I'd like to as well.

And that got me thinking about summer plans. During the spring semester (winter semester, call it what you will) everyone makes these dream plans of what they will do during the summer. Trips. Journeys. Adventures. Concerts. Dreams. Aspirations. It's the time when you plan to get things done you don't have the time to get done then. But then summer comes and things end up differently. Sometimes for the better. Sometimes for the worse.

For me this summer I just want to relax. This is going to be my final relaxing summer. Next summer I'll have to take a class and after that is graduate school prepration and all that shit. So this is my last free spirted summer for a while. I just want to read, write and have fun with my friends. Enjoy some concerts. We'll see.

Nothing deep tonight I guess. I'm to tired to think. My predicament really that got me to write this post to begin with.