Ah What a teenage Life

My eyes blink open
My hair askew
The sun pours in
From my friends window view
I look at the time
And chuckle as it tells me
It is 10 minutes til'
One in the afternoon.
Good morning teenage bed head.

Well, I guess that's what I get for staying up yet again until 4a.m.  Being a teenager I suppose I don't see whats so bad about staying up so late.  We've got better things to do?  During break, at a friends house, with your mother in another state attending a wedding.  Better things to do would be climbing a tree and hiding exactly 13 golf balls with-in it's branches as  I stated in the previous blog.  Better things to do.  Looking through the eyes of a teenager that has no job or appreciation for money quite yet, or responsibilities to attend to, I suppose you could say that sleeping in or seeing that we've manged to send and receive over 17,000 texts, doesn't exactly impress us.  We go with the excuse that we've nothing better to do anyway when truth be told, this specific teen could be making up certain tests or writing or drawing or improving on certain talents, or even (not saying as if it's the worst thing, rather the most needed) talking to their parents for once in their bloody lives.    But in this certain instance, I suppose you could say, I really don't have anything better to do.   Unless of course you find mischief more productive and  "better" than catching some Zs.  (Looking back on what I said about having no job or appreciation for money, it may have seemed quite impertinent but I assure you it's non the less true.)   I find that when teens are at home, they complain about having nothing to do or how they're bored, it is the biggest lie to come out of their lips.  Really what they're saying is "I'm so laaaaazzzzyyyyy"  I can't say that those words have never.... escaped from my mouth *cough* in fact they do all of the time. But I am just letting out a few pointers to parents who might happen to come across this blog. So anytime you hear your child say those words, I don't blame the ever so famous "Wanna do some work for me?" tid bit.  It seems that you've all figured that much out.  Most of us teens always say "NO! Why would I wanna do work?! That's so boring!" (I think I have right to establish that the use of the word bored from a teen actually means too lazy.) But on the other side, I have to say that the word "work" has become, in this generation, the most dreadful thing you could ever say.  And the word "something" is becoming a suspicious incorporate of that dread to a teens ears.  So to wrap up the thoughts with a little bow:
*When teens say they have nothing better to do, it's a lie when they're at home or school.
*The word bored from our mouths roughly translates to "lazy"
Another added thought:
Maybe when we say we have nothing better to do, it's because we just don't know what to do with ourselves anymore. Just a thought.
Thanks again for reading my blog! Until next time...
Nay.