|I Spy A Disquiet Mind|
I really do not understand my sudden urge to create and write in yet another diary, but as usual, it seems that I will begin to write in it as often as I can. When in all reality is not very much at all. I nearly abandoned my other one when I thought it would not work and began making plans for a new one but the old one started working again. So I felt I should not rid myself of the first, even though I have barely written in it.
I suppose I wanted something else to do. I really like summer because of the total lack of schooling. Ha ha! I'm done with highschool and one would think that I would find something better to do over the summer than write in a new diary, but no. No, it seems that try as I may, I cannot obtain work at the two places I sent applications to. And now it is too late to try anywhere else, for who wants to hire someone new when she can only work for a month and a half before going off to college?
As for plans to travel this summer, I have had promises from two groups of friends, but so far, no one has made any definitive plans to actually travel anywhere. Thus I believe nothing will come of it.
Therefore, I content myself with new books that I have purchased from a captivating store, perhaps you have heard of it, called Barnes and Noble. Sadly, functioning under the spell of books requires monetary payment so I rejoiced when I received a gift card to this favorite store of mine. Perhaps I shall return there soon.
Then again, I could always go to the library and check out books for free.