It's only teenage wasteland

I'm not a teenager anymore (thank goodness), but as I sit here on the walkway outside my apartment, I feel as though I am staring off into one. It's slightly chilly, here in this dumb desert, even though I think it should be warmer, seeing as it is finally, or maybe already, May. I gaze through the cold iron railing, up to the chill sky, down to the half-grassed yard, across to the old and boring buildings that surround my own. Apparently, when this wasteland is inhabited during the real school year, it is mostly people that are young and fresh- not to say that I'm old, because I most certainly am not, but because these people are younger than me. It's a strange feeling. The tenants tend to be people that just finished their first year of college, like my roommates, and therefore still teenagers, or are guys fresh off their missions. The guys would then be slightly older than me, but they still usually have only a year or less of college under their belt. All this makes me feel, well... I dunno. Like I'm sitting in a barren wasteland. Especially since most of the individual apartments are closed for the summer. I think there's only three open in our whole building.
And somebody else I know got engaged tonight. There must be at least one per week. Last week there were four.
I don't mean to be a downer, but could y'all slow down a bit?
When I was 13, I couldn't wait to be 14 so I could finally go to dances. Then I couldn't wait to be 16, so I could date. I'm not sure whom I was planning on dating, since going steady was out of the question. And then I wanted to be older, so I could have a boyfriend. I thought that, for sure, once I got out to college, I would find me a boyfriend. I've been out here since the end of August 2010, and haven't even had a second date. I guess I'll just have to be patient. I've waited 20 years, it won't kill me to wait a bit longer.
If anybody cares what I did today, it wasn't much. One more job app, one more shift at the lovely Cannon Center. Heck, I even splurged and got a movie from Redbox. It's pretty sad when a buck fifty for a blu-ray is a splurge. But such is life as a poor, lonely college student off for the summer. At least my computer plays blu-rays, or else I would've had to bike even farther. Ok, let's face it, I would've just gone home if they were out.
Any suggestions for how to entertain myself tomorrow? All that's on the calendar is doing something with my dear friend who's leaving for her home in Alaska for the summer. That'll be in the evening, though, so I've got a whole day of nothingness ahead of me. Oh wasteland...
Just sayin... I should not have to wear a hoodie and blanket in the Merry Month of May. Yay Desert.