A/N - Hallo! Just thought I'd say a few things regarding this little story. I'm honestly not sure if I am shamelessly writing this or shamfully doing so. Heh. Everything I have written has been done with a purpose, whether it is bad grammar at points or weird wording. This a half diary, half story type things so it's interesting. Hope it stays easy to read. . But yeah, I'm not trying to win the Pulitzer prize or anything like that, just trying to have a little bit of fun. So, I'm gonna go ahead and post this diary in easy to read chunks. :D Enjoy!

Dear Diary,
I haven't kept a diary in…in well I don't know. So, I don't know if I'll be writing much. Some things might deserve merit and to be written down. Does that make sense? I'm not good with writing words yet so maybe this will help. I don't know. Write later.
- Christina

Dear Diary,
Been a few days. Am I too old to use 'dear diary'? Maybe I'll just use it so I can feel like I'm not just sitting in a room alone by myself to write alone. Been going off world a whole bunch and nothing interesting is going on. Yay.

Dear Diary,
Something happened today! I was eating in the mess, alone, sadly, and there he was. This amazing human being just sitting there. Well…he wasn't just sitting there, he was with a few people. Major Sheppard, the Commanding Officer, and some important scientist named McKay. I don't know his name but I intend on finding out what it is. It is my understanding he is a Lieutenant. Me being a Sergeant that would make him my superior and why am I figuring this stuff out? Is he too far up on the social ladder? Listen to me. I act like I'm in high school. I'm almost twenty-four years old. Time to grow up.

Then again, if we don't make any small problems for ourselves here, we would surely just die anyway.
- Chris

Dear Diary,
After two days of investigating I found out his name was Ford. I think that's a last name. I don't know, I just listened to some other military people talking and that's what they said. Or, well, I heard Major Sheppard's name and his name mentioned a lot. I should start referring to him as Lieutenant Ford considering he out ranks me and deserves my respect. Oh yeah!

Dear Diary,
I know his first name! eee! Him and that alien chick were walking down the hallway and called him Aiden. What a nice name. Aiden Ford. Lieutenant Aiden Ford. He's just so damn cute, I can't help it. He looked at me and gave me a head nod as we passed each other in the hallway, I nearly tripped. But didn't, thank God. So things are going well in the strange calmness of Atlantis. I kind of like it that way. Ugh. It's sad to think that Ford and I could never be even if something did happen. Damn military.

Scratch that. I'm more proud of what I do then what I do with anything else in the world. If that makes sense, I'm just saying I wouldn't want to do anything else with my life at the moment. I'm in a place no one else could dream of and I love it. Love it.
- Chris

Diary,
Kill me, I'm bored.

Diary,
Who would have thought in the week I haven't written something would have happened. Major Sheppard and his team were on a routine excursion on some planet meeting with the locals and what not and the Wraith showed up. They were taking heavy fire so the Major called in for backup. In about two minutes my team was out of the Stargate and on P7G-866. This Wraith Cruiser was bearing down on their position so us in the Puddle Jumper dialed the gate for them, fired some very well aimed shots at the Cruiser and got the hell out of there. And if I can be proud, it was I who fired the shots. The ATA gene took to my body and I can fly the jumper now.

Man I love to fly.
- Chris

Dear Diary,
What. A day. Shoowee. To think it was just yesterday I saved a team in need! (Oh yes, has my ego ballooned.) So there I was, sitting in the mess hall, There's this scientist named Elsa, she's from Germany, and we've become pretty good friends. She had to leave lunch early to run tests or something so I was just finishing up my chip beef before I went to wherever I had to go. And then, a little voice from behind me came. I'll just write the conversation the best I remember it.

"Sergeant Wright?" I heard the voice from in front of me, and when I looked up to see who it was I saw Lt. Ford! I choked a little on my beef.

"Yes?" I said and he sat down across from me.

"So you saved our asses yesterday?" He asked, with a slight grin on his face. I tried very hard to force normal, everyday words out of my mouth. It probably sounded forced and like I was trying, thought.

"I was part of the team, yeah," I said nonchalantly.

"You fired the shot, though, right?"

"I did, yeah," I said trying to brush it off as no big deal, but inside I was screaming. He recognized me! Or at least appreciated me. Knew I was alive? What was I feeling? Who cares!? He was sitting there talking to me!

"Well, thanks," He said with a grin and nodded his head ever so slightly.

"Anytime," I said and did a quick motion with my hand. I just kind of twisted it and lifted it up. There was a brief silence as we both just sat in each others company wondering what to do next.

"I'll see you around," Lt. Ford finally said and hesitantly got up.

"You as well Lieutenant," I said and gave an awkward wave. Honestly, could things have gone any better? My first awkward moment with him has happened! We can finally move on and be acquaintances. I think I am going to go to bed now, that way with these sweet thoughts in my head now, I can wake up happy tomorrow morning. Hm. I wonder what is in store for tomorrow.
-Christina

Dear Diary,
It's 6:02 in the morning and nothing interesting has happened for the past two days. I mean, sure we've gone offworld and all the routine things that go on around here, but nothing. And I'm not talking strictly about a certain someone, I mean in general. Things are slow, when does that happen?

LATER AT NIGHT – WHOA! This day ended up good!...in a bad way. Or it ended up bad in a good way, I dunno. All I know is that I just couldn't fall back asleep this morning so I got out of bed and got dressed. I rolled some sneakers on my feet and walked out of my quarters. May as well stay fit so I went on a jog. It was a really nice day outside so I figured that I would just go outside and go jogging, but I started at the door of my room, put my iPod in my ears and pumped up the jams.

So on the brief part of my jog that I was inside of Atlantis was when everything went down. I was jogging to Who Let the Dogs Out, because I refuse to believe that song will ever go out of style, and, haha, this is embarrassing. So I had my eyes closed and I was basically jog dancing to this song and then WHAM. I stumbled backwards and jerked my iPod out of my ears to the floor. When I finally opened my eyes to figure out who it was, I saw it was Lt. Ford.

"Are you okay!?" I asked, wide eyed.

"Yeah," I said, still a little shocked.

"I'm so sorry," I said, "I'm so so sorry." He tried to calm me down by reassuring me he was really fine but I kept apologizing anyway.

"Sergeant!" He finally said forcefully. I immediately shut up, "I'm fine." His face softened.

"Well good," I said and bobbled my head a little bit.

"Why are you jogging so early?" He inquired.

"I couldn't really sleep," I admitted. He gave a slight chuckle.

"Yeah, me either. Thought I would walk around and have some quiet time to myself."

"I hear ya," I said nodding. Having time to yourself isn't as hard as finding quiet time to yourself. That was a whole thing by itself. Then, the conversation just went on for a short while and that was that. Well not really. He ended by telling me if I even wanting someone to jog with he would come along. Score! I'll consider taking him up on that offer. Good day, very good day.
-Chris

Diary,
Been about a week I guess? Things in that time have defiantly got a hyped up. The day after I went jogging I guess it was, the team I am on went offworld, no big deal. Well, actually, it turned into a big deal. There was this huge Wraith outpost that used to be operational. So my team did some poking around just seeing what was there, and then this wraith popped out of no where! And he had some friends too. Who had all recently fed. So my team was trying as hard as we possibly could to get back to the gate while trying to kill these Wraith. And then this Dart comes and starts to send its beam things down.

We were all pretty baffled as to what was going on. We had checked for life signs and all and nothing came up. Then we figured out they used the damn hibernation strategy again. It's beginning to get so frustrating. I reached the DHD first and started to dial as fast as I could to Atlantis and immediately Lt. Lopez checked on the radio "We're coming in hot!" Someone else sent the IDC and we ran for the gate. The Wraith were so close to us that we all basically jumped in the Stargate. As we tumbled into the gate room, they raised the shields. Then we saw the banging of the Wraith trying to come after us. It was seriously intense. But that's what to do to live with here. Life and limb. Never a dull moment.
- Chris

Dear Diary,
Doc diagnosed me with pneumonia. I'm off active duty for at least a week or more. Sweet life.

Dear Diary,
I'll update you a little while I have all the time in the world to just sit around and get better. Sorry I was so brief yesterday. Basically, I went jogging and I found that I was having a very tough time catching my breath. Breathing at all felt kinda weird and I was wheezing. I don't have asthma so I went to the infirmary. Ol' doc Beckett checked me out and concluded it was a case of Pneumonia. He said we had caught it early, which was a good thing, but I should defiantly stay off my feet. And Dr. Weir confined me to bed rest! Yay! So now I don't have anything to do. If I do another Sudoku I'll scream. I'm going to take a nap, see ya.