Day 17- For Once, I Didn't Lie

If you recall, yesterday I said I was going to work on the lyrics book until I was kicked off the computer. For once, I didn't lie. I did a whole album before breakfast, and another one after supper. Status: 8/20 COMPLETED!
For the first time, I became a little disappointed with the quality of AZ Lyrics. On the song "Crazy Little Child", the lyrics were not only misspelled, but half of them weren't even there! I submitted the correct lyrics, and, fingers crossed, the operators will see my submission and fix this horrible error.
Besides wasting my day, I also had an epiphany. See, Mom's been getting on my case about the amount of time I spend outside. The numbers are hovering around next to none. Since I couldn't work on the book without the computer, I took a walk up the hill. It wasn't too sunny today, and a little windy, but it wasn't cold. So, I set out equipped with a sweatshirt, a pair of Walmart shoes and my tiny 2-gb iPod, loaded with KISS, Bon Jovi and Eric Carr music. (If you haven't heard any of Eric Carr's solo work, I highly recommend it. The two posthumous albums; Rockology and Unfinished Business, are like Eric's 'All Things Must Pass'. The quality of the sound isn't the highest, but that's due to the fact that he couldn't re-dub. Every song on both albums is awesome!)
I'm walking up the hill, and I'm in unusually high spirits. I think I was listening to KISS' Sonic Boom. Due to the limited space on this iPod, I crushed every KISS album down to the bare minimum: Paul's songs and some of my favorite Gene songs. Therefore, my version of Sonic Boom has been smooshed to 6 songs.
Whenever I'm walking, I like to gesture, dance and lip-sync the music. That's what I was doing all the way up the hill. Then, I reached this spot I liked. It's the undeveloped properties between two sets of houses, each set about 100 yards from there. I left the sidewalk and walked across the property, to get to the giant cliff on the other side. Below the cliff was a trail that I've walked and biked countless times. All details aside, the view was fantastic. That's when the epiphany happened: I realized that there were only 6 people I would have wanted by my side to share that experience with me. And none of them were blood relations. Two I have never met in person. Three are friends, and the last one... well, we'll get to that someday. The three friends are CJ, Bryn and Maddie. They're the people who know me best (besides the last person, but we'll get to that someday) The two I never met are Paul Stanley and Robert Plant. I feel they would enjoy the silence and the peacefulness of the scenery. (Paul, Robert, if you ever do want to come to the cliff, I'd love to bring you. Leave me a comment!)
In case I glazed over it too much, NONE of these people are related to me. I don't have a single relative who actually knows me. If I'm going down that road, I don't love them.
True confession time: I don't love my family. They don't make me happy. I loathe having to spend bonus time with them. That's part of the reason I stay in the basement all the time. I have to refrain from screaming at them all the time. I stopped loving Dad when he told me to "F*** OFF!" after I got a 79 on a math test. John and Melanie annoy me to the point of biting my wrists to keep from hitting them. Not a day goes by that Alan doesn't get me wanting to strangle him due to his incessant insults and mockery. Mom's hanging on by a string. They all just say I'm a teenager, but I'm just a regular kid who happens to be depressed. I look for escapism anywhere and everywhere.
During my epiphany, it also struck me as odd that there were only 6 people who were special enough to me to join me on that cliff.
I need to sleep soon, so I'm just going to sing some Bon Jovi songs then pass out.
Night.


P.S. Whoever's been reading this blog every day, (I have a post-view tracker; I know someone out there is reading my musings every day) I just want to let you know you're special to me, too. :)