Channy's Journals #7

So apparently, we're going to Six Flags again this weekend. We're leaving tonight, it seems. This completely came out of nowhere and I was not prepared for it at all. Not a single cell in my body wants to go to anywhere, especially not Six Flags, with anyone in my family. Not now, not ever. Anyway, I guess I have to get these all done today. I wasn't prepared for that either really. I don't really think I enjoy anyone in my family's presence, other than any of our pets'. I don't know why we're going all weekend. That just doesn't make any sense. If no one had a good time the last time you went somewhere, why would you want to go again with even more people? I have trouble understanding mostly anything anyone does anymore. I've kind of reached a disconnect with everyone in my social circle in certain aspects. I truly am the most cynical and unaccepting person I know. I would be happy just staying at home, never going anywhere and never doing anything but going wherever I have to that day. I think that comes with my ADHD. One of the symptoms is isolationistic behavior. This weekend is going to be awful, and I can already tell that it will be based on my previous experiences with these kind of trips. I can't wait for school to start so I won't have to deal with any of this garbage anymore. Summer has literally become my least favorite time of the year because of all the nonsense that has gone on this time around. School cannot come soon enough in my eyes. If anyone can give me some insight as to why they enjoy summer, that would be appreciated. Now, with that being said, I would be perfectly fine with it if we were going to Branson. I love that place more than almost anything on this planet. The overall joy I find in that heavenly place would be enough to mask the stupidity of everyone attending our trip this weekend. It's still raining, and I really hope there is a tornado now.