I'm not really sure what the date is. I think it's the twentieth. If it is...
Mercredi, le 20 Juillet. I've been crazy cautious about everyone and everything lately. My trust is wearing thin and I really don't have a clue why. I think with all this idle time I've been having I've been seeing things differently. My catch phrase lately is "It sucks to be me, my life sucks". I'm not really serious, but I'm bored out of my mind. There is nothing to do, it's too hot to go outside, I don't really want to hang out with people. I need a job, bottom line. People aren't hiring over here because they hired all the college kids. Their little asses are back for likee, three months and they are already taking our jobs. GAH. Oh well, I mean, complaining won't do a darn-tootin' thing. I've been talking to this guy. I won't go into detail, but I'm wondering if I'm wasting my time. Jeannail is moving on to bigger and better things, now she's supposedly going to New York with Uncle next summer to do summer school in Parson's. Good for her, don't get me wrong, but where does my life begin?
-Ash
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