Monday
September 30, 2013
Dear Diary,
Junior year is pretty stressful, Foxy was right about that. But I am enjoying myself.
I swear if Freddy and Chica don't start dating soon, I'm going to set up some complex ploy to get them to kiss.
If only it was Christmas, I could pull the Mistletoe thing.
Tuesday
December 25, 2013
Dear Diary,
I mashed my birthday party and Christmas party into one, and ivited the gang over to my house yesterday.
Foxy and I were going to pull the mistletoe thing on Chica and Freddy, but my mom caught us and scolded us on how we shouldn't interfere with "young love" and to "let things progress naturally."
I also got my driver's liscence a couple days after my birthday. So, naturally, I was so excited and wanted to drive everywhere. I took the gang to the furthest restaurant they would allow me to drive to. Then we just went home and played some games.
We did exchange gifts. Chica got me a huge basket of candy. The funny thing was, I got her the exact same one, but a different color. We had a good laugh at that.
Freddy got me a new set of earbuds and an iTunes card for $15. It was pretty nice. I got him a few books I heard him telling Chica he wanted, but couldn't find.
Foxy got me a card. I know it sounds like he's being cheap, but the words inside were what made it my favorite gift, even over Chica's basket of sweets. I won't write it all down in here because there isn't really a point, I mean I have the card, but I can write the gist of it.
He bsically reflected on the eight years we had known each other. He talked about when we were little and we played pirates, and how he always got so angry when I told him that Jenny/Jennifer was being mean to me.
It closed with how happy he was to have spent all these years with me. It was so sweet, I couldn't keep from crying a bit. I wouldn't read it out loud, but I told Chica I would tell her about it later. I was pretty sure Foxy had already run it by Freddy, as the two boys were about as close as Chica and I are.
I got Foxy a Death Note T-shirt and necklace, because I know how much he loves that anime. His face was priceless; like a little kid getting a huge tub of ice cream.
For the rest of the night we just talked and hung out. Foxy and Freddy left, Chica spent the night, then left around noon today.
I think that was one of the bst Christmases (is that even a word?) I've ever had.
Wednesday
January 1, 2014
Dear Diary,
The gang and I didn't have a New Years Party because Chica was out of town and it wouldn't be the same without all of us. Or, at least, that's what Freddy said.
2013 seemed to go by so fast. Pretty soon I'll be a senior in high school, and after that, on to college. I mean, if I can raise enough money. I sure hope I can. I have quite a bit saved, I'm not sure how much exactly, but it's enough to buy a car. I decided not to get one, however, because I might be able to live at the college and not need one.
The second semester of school always goes by quickly. I don't think I'll write again until summer starts.
Saturday
June 7, 2014
Dear Diary,
My prediction came true. Well, I don't think it was technically a "prediction," since I could have broken it at any moment by writing an entry in here.
Nerdy babbling aside, I might not write much this summer either, because I got a new job that will hopefully bring in more money. Specifically, two jobs. One from 7:30 AM to 2 PM that I can walk to (it works well; my mom can still use the car), and a second from 5 PM to around 12 AM.
It's going to destroy my sleep schedule, but I discovered that I run better when I get less sleep. If I actually get the recommended 8 hours, I feel even more tired than I would be if I got 5.
Long story short, I have two jobs, I'm making money, and I'm not only saving up for college and possily a car, I'm helping my mom pay the bills and keep a roof over our heads. She keeps telling me that I'm just a teenager and I need to slow down and not work myself to death, but I just shake my head and tell her it's my responsibility, and I'm growing up. I need to know how to provide for myself.
My mom sighed and told me ever since Dad left, I'd grown up much faster than I should have. We fell silent at the mention of dad, and then I went ot go get ready for my second job.
Well, it's 1:30. I'd better go to sleep.
Monday
August 25, 2014
Dear Diary,
First day of my senior year. I'm so excited. One more year, and I'm off. I really, really hope I can get into a collge and become an attorney.
I had to drop my first job because of school, so now I only have the second one from 5 PM to midnight. Since I get up at aroud 6:30 for school (which starts at 7:30), my schedule is basically the same from how it was in the summer, only instead of going to work at Whataburger in the morning, I go to school.
Well, I'm starting to run out of paper. It's been almost ten years since I've gotten this journal, and I'm just now reaching the end.
Soon Freddy, Chica, and I will graduate soon, and we've all been talking about how we want to buy a huge house and all live in it together.
Maybe... just maybe... I'll be able to confess my feelings for Foxy. I've had a crush on him for, what, 5 years now? 6? He has to feel something for me... right?
Either way, I just know that everything will turn out alright in the end.
END OF BOOK FOUR.