06/07/12 12:00
Hi. I woke up about an hour ago. I just realized the date on all my other entries is wrong becaue I'm an idiot. It's July not June *facepalm* I'll be back at the end of the day.
12:56
JULY 6th??? That's the day Panic! At The Disco broke up!!! T-T *listens to Northern Downpour and drowns in pool of tears*
16:28
We had planned to go fishing & have hamburgers at an ice-cream shop today but that didn't end up happening. (Apparently it's a bad day for fishing but I wouldn't know what that is. [I have a feeling my grandparents were just feeling super lazy today.]) We just came back from a walk to beach and back. We went to the giant thrift-ish store (I think that's what it was.) Sox did some failing on a ride at the park which was HILARIOUS! There was also a weird little boy who seemed to think it was a skate park and got in everyone's way. He also yelled at a fence which was quite interesting! XD There was this one girl on a scooter who went past us A MILLION JILLION TIMES!!! Sox and I has a suspicion she was: a) teleporting to each end of the path and b) stalking Sox. The girl's dad lectured her on stalking and was sent home (or that's what we thought was happening when a guy talked to her and they left.) We got ACTUAL ICECREAM at the icecream parlor. Mine was bubblegum flavor. We bought some hubba bubba too. There were some terrifying and rowdy teenage gangs at the beach which was also interesting ("They say all teenagers scare..."). I wanted to go in a skate store 'cause they has some awesome clothes in there and I recognized a pair of shoes that I'd pinned before. Overall, the walk was fun but short-lived. We could've stayed out for longer. I'm really bored now. Bai. (P.s As a Sinner, I know I'm meant to be super depressed about July 6. I made a really depressing playlist, cried a bit and wanted to spend the day in solitude but I couldn't so I tried to take my mind off it instead,)
*I meant to post this tonight but Grandma says I have to use the Internet now and she'll turn it off in an hour. I'll do a final journal entry tomorrow.*
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