Absolutely nothing has been going on, and I say that DESPITE the fact that we finally got to go to Harry Potter. That's right, Harry Potter theme park and I'm not even enthused. We were there for like half an hour. The ride was pretty cool but, just, ugh. Sigh. What is the point of fun if you have no money, no time, and no one to enjoy it with? If I'd been there with my friends, believe me, we would have torn Hogsmeade UP. But as it was, I was just kind of sad. Way sad, eve. Fucking bummer, dude.
Wednesday they gave me this career aptitude test and it thinks I should be a comedy writer. I want to do that! But I don't know how. I can't write jokes. I feel so boring. This is a crappy, rainy, uninspiring day. So was yesterday and the day before, except for the rainy part.
Um, there was a murder like a block away from the Villa and I guess there was one like six months ago, too. So now we are not allowed to go anywhere by ourselves. You know, in case we get MURDERED. Floridaaaaahhhhh!
I finished "Gob's Grief" which took a long time because it was about the Civil War and machines and stuff. Hard to read stuff. Now I am reading "Super Sad True Love Story" by Gary Shteyngart but you know how sometimes you are so bored that you can't even manage to do something that will make you less bored, and instead you just sit around and listen to the same song over and over again? Yeah, it's like that.
I finished writing my crush history but I can't decide if I want to put it up here because, although it is honest and kind of funny, it is also embarrassing and could potentially bring sorrow into the lives of others.
Blah blah blah shut up little girl.