Me, Myself, and I

No, this is not a blog asking my parents to go outside, nor is it just me blatantly stating that I want to do what the title says. No, this is me saying that I want to have an outdoorsy summer this year, the problem is I don't see that happening. I would love to go outdoors, do something that my parents are pretty much begging me to do, rather than sitting indoors all day on the computer, or reduced to tears of boredom--it has happened before. But there are a lot of factors that hurt me going outside, I will list and elaborate on them:

• I have asthma; during the summer its hot, pollinated, and my lungs can't take too much of that, especially on the best days when the sun is out, and the wind is blowing a soft breath through the neighborhood. You don't even know the half of it. 
• I have 0 friends to hang out with. My next door neighbor, who was my friend for 4 months, doesn't want to be my friend anymore, the kid at the end of the street probably doesn't want to hang out, plus we have nothing in common. The guy who lives a block away never wants to come out. The rest of my friends are scattered across the state, one of them all the way in Dallas, while I sit at home in Rockwall; one of them lives far from me, so that's out of the questions. 
• You can't have fun unless you have money, and I only get a $25 allowance which gets me to a few stores, and then back home. Also, can I note that 90% of all the places around my house consist of either food our clothing? So, there's not very much choice for me to do anything other than shop for overpriced food and clothes.
• No one is ever outside. It's true that we have fallen ill to the plague of technology and the Idiot Box. I like a little TV as much as the next guy, but if I'm not lying in bed, it's off. And I'm not a big gamer. I get maybe, 2 kills every time I plan Black Ops or something, annually that is. The computer becomes quite a bore as well, since I mainly cycle through about 5 websites over and over again, mainly Google and YouTube. 
• Writing, though I love the noble art with all my life, becomes a bore itself as well. Writing, as you can imagine, is a very independent sport and when you spend most of you waking hours at home alone, well, it can become more than independent--it becomes depressing. 

So, as you can see, I have my reasons for not really going anywhere. My parents tell me that I need to get used to doing things alone, but then they kind of contradict themselves by saying enjoy your childhood. When I hear that, I think about friends, smiles, pools, and things of that nature, not just video games as I think they imagine. Also, they tell me that I don't need friends, but if you don't have any brothers or sisters, freinds, and you spend nearly 100% of your day alone, yeah I think that you need friends to have fun. So far, my summer has consisted of the things listed above, and sometimes me talking to myself or acting out scenes...alone. Yep, just me, myself, and I.