All dried up

I'm having a serious case of writer's block lately. I mean, yeah, lots of stuff is happening to me, but I don't feel like anything I might have to say will be of interest to anyone. When I'm with people I know I never stop talking, so I guess I kind of feel like an attention hog. I don't really like being in the spotlight that much. Sure, when I'm in drama or speech I like doing well, but I don't really feel comfortable afterwards when people talk to me about it. Last year in drama my part wasn't really HARD, just serious, and people keep/kept saying that I did such a great job when, really, I didn't do that well at all. I just memorized my lines and had a character who was kind of lame. Or something. But all that aside, I think when I'm writing I try to think of what people will like, what will entertain them, or what will teach them something, and gosh, I'm only 16. I don't have any wisdom to impart to anyone. I don't have any valuable life lessons, and nothing really extraordinary happens to me on a regular basis. I'm kind of thinking that my blog is getting *gaspeth* BORING. And we don't want that, now, do we? Maybe it's just because I'm at work so much, and I'm turning into a worky person, or maybe I'm growing up and becoming an adult who has to put away childish things, or maybe I've just never had anything important to say and I just never noticed before. This is kind of turning into a downer post, isn't it? It isn't supposed to be. I'm wondering what's up with my lack of interesting subjects is all about. I did get an idea for a story, two, actually, and I'm thinking one would be good for NaNoWriMo, but I'm not sure, since it's just a beginning, not really a plot. The other one I never feel like I have time to write. But I think you're probably all getting bored of hearing about how awful I am at thinking of things to write about, so I am going to randomly change the subject.

Recently, it has come to my attention that people with boyfriends of girlfriends rapidly get so totally attached to the person in question that it is all they can think about, nay, all they can TALK about. Or they only hang out with that person. If I ever do that, I hope someone will shoot me in the face with a bazooka, because that is probably the most pathetic thing in the world. If I ever have a Signifigant Other, he will be subjected to the worst torture. Namely, hanging out with my friends all the time. Because let's face it: after we're married he's going to have to hang out with them all the time anyway. Not to be unfair I would hang out with his friends, too. I can hang out with a lot of different people, despite my sometimes crippling shyness. It's really weird because sometimes the shyness goes away for a little bit, and then I do something really crazy. Like start a fan club for somebody, or something. But anyway, if I ever have a boyfriend, I will devote several hours a day to not thinking about him, and I will talk about him only as much as I talk about my other friends. Which I do talk about them a lot, so that won't be too bad. I also hope that if I ever break up with someone, I won't be like that guy in that song.
Someday you'll see/It was wrong to leave me/Light a candle in your memory/Turn out the lights and cry myself to sleep/My mascara's running down my cheeks/I haven't left the house in over a week/It won't be long before they miss me/Down where I work at the factory/Oh, Oh Oh. Etc.
But I'm not going to say anything about breaking up in case I do totally break down and not leave the house for months and stuff. Talk about humiliations galore.
No more nights at the disco. You'll be there so I can't go.