A/N: Wow, I forgot about this story. I'm lacking inspiration, so this isn't the best chapter. There's a lot of grammar issues, but since it's supposed to be someone writing in a diary, it's at least somewhat realistic. Sorry if it's crap, I just needed to write something. I'm kind of in a rut at the moment. Why is it that I'm inspired when I don't have time, but when I do, I have massive writer's block? Ugh. Well, I'm kind of going on a tangent here. On with the actual story...
July 4, 2012
Huh, I forgot about this old thing. I haven't written in it in like what, six months? Seven? Whatever. I've got better things to do then pour out my feelings to some stupid book.
Today is Independence Day, the fourth of July (as shown by the date above). We went to the park today for some neighborhood barbecue event thing. Mrs. Nash hardly let us walk three feet, despite there being ten of us (or at least it feels that way. There are probably less girls, but how am I supposed to keep track?). She's worried about us getting lost, and as much as I respect the woman, even I'll admit that's probably more from not wanting to do paperwork then actual care and affection for us. But having to share a small bench with my two roommates made me sympathetic to her.
Seriously, does Jess ever shut up? She and Amanda keep talking and talking. And it's about the most mundane things. Who cares who's playing Finnick what's-his-name in the Catching Fire movie? Just wait until they announce it! No need for incessant gossip about it. Not to mention that they only care because they think he's hot, and not 'cause they like the character. They actually dragged me to see the Hunger Games movie a couple months ago. It was… okay. Mediocre. Everyone one cried when the little girl died (I don't remember any of their names) and cheered when all the others were killed. Talk about violent. And I still don't get that three-finger gesture they kept making. Or why the audience liked Peeta so much. The guy couldn't close his mouth. Not to mention the shaky cam. Ugh, the shaky cam. And they were bummed that we didn't have enough money for IMAX! I almost puked.
Um… anyway…
Yeah, it was pretty boring. The barbecue, I mean. The food was pretty good, as well as the fireworks. As we drove home, and currently as I'm writing, we heard fireworks from various places fire off. I can't see where they're coming from, and can only hear the noise. Which is annoying, because that's the worst part of fireworks! I wonder what Disney's fireworks show is like tonight. It's nine thirty right now, so it might already have happened, I don't know. One of these years I want to go on the fourth, though I'm worried about the crowd. It might be hard to get inside. I've heard on New Years they actually have to lock people out because it's a fire hazard to have so many people jammed together in the same space. Yikes. Still, I think I'll find a way. It'll be worth it.
I wish I could keep my annoying roommates off my mind, but they keep distracting me with their conversation. Jess keeps insisting that Amanda and Finn are dating (I doubt it), but Amanda is denying it and says they're still friends. Jess says that they kissed (what?) and that means something. Well, I might not know what going on, but I hope that isn't the case. Why would Finn choose Amanda, anyway? She's so boring! Yeah, I guess she's pretty or whatever, but doesn't he care about other aspects? Seriously, why her?
I mean, I'm just asking. I couldn't care less who he dates. I don't like him anymore. Not really. At all. Sort of. I think? I don't know, I haven't talked to him in forever. He still avoids me. I used to tell myself this was due to shyness from his obvious crush on me, but it's clear that's not the case. Still, would it really be that much of a stretch for him to walk up to me one day and express his attraction and unyielding devotion? Maybe… Amanda probably thinks so, but I don't.
It's summer! Just thought I should mention that. I love summer. Well, not the weather, which is awful, but the vacation is nice. I wish I could travel somewhere, but I don't have any money for that. Maybe when I'm an adult with a paycheck I can. I want to travel to Europe someday. That would be nice. I could use a change of pace…
Well, it's getting late, and I really don't have that much to say. Maybe later I'll fill in some of the gaps from the last couple months, but for now, I'm going to sleep. It may be summer, but I still wake up early every morning and I'm dead tired. Family outings (I really don't know what else to call it) and national holidays really wear a girl out. Well, good night.
R&R, mon amies!