Willi's Diary
In a secret compartment in the back of her panty drawer, Willi hides her top-secret diary. It is a small, thick book with a black leather cover and golden clasps. Some time in her childhood she must have decorated it with pink glitter glue, scrawling a sparkly KEEP OUT! In this diary, she details important events and secret thoughts. Shame on you for spying!
03/22/09
Hey, Diary, long time no see.
Are you there, Diary? It's me, Willi.
You can shoot me anytime. I'm just saying hello, updating you, etcetera. I read my last entries, and... Wow. I've got news.
Vincent and I are still talking. It's going pretty well. Yesterday was one year since he broke his foot. One year since his life really turned downhill. It was a hard day for him.
I'm getting a little fed up with him. All he ever does is complain about how terrible his life is, when it's really all his fault that things are turning out like they are for him. I have yet to complain to him at all, when life has dealt me some pretty harsh blows.
Speaking of, the kids are gone. Yeah, my future (officially! They're engaged!) stepdad's three youngest kids. Their mom is a lump and moved to West Virginia with her boyfriend so his family could support them, and took the kids with her. This was all with about three days' notice. They left all their stuff when they left, both at our house and theirs. It'd be an understatement to say that I'm sad about it. So help me, if I am ever left alone with their mother, I will go Rorschach on her worthless a**.
Speaking of Rorschach, I finally saw Watchmen tonight. It was SO AMAZING. I wanna read the graphic novel~
And speaking of a**-kicking, I had my first PT with the Navy on Thursday. I'm STILL sore. It hurts less standing up and sitting down, but my upper thighs kill me to even walk. I suppose that's a good thing.
I'm gonna go and call Vincent to say goodnight. I wonder how he'd react if I burdened him with my problems, for once? As opposed to the other way around?
Beware humanity, Diary.
01/21/09
Hello, Diary.
I'm watching Ghost Hunters International. Also, yesterday was a very big day. Obama was inaugurated -yay!- and also...
I turned 18! I'm officially legal now! XD
My last entry reads very newsletter-ish... I don't like that. Sorry, Diary. Forgive me.
I don't think I'm quite used to being old yet... I think it'll sink in more once I actually get my future set in stone, right? I just saw a guy jump out of fire in an ad. He's an escape artist. Apparently.
Ah, it was an ad for One Way Out, which I guess is gonna be a new Discovery Channel Show. -checks it out-
Oh, you'll love this.
Guess who called yesterday. Yeah, Vincent. I guess he didn't even know it was my birthday. He called to tell me that his ex was called, and that he was taking a s**t and he thought of me. Asswipe. Next time he calls I finally know how I feel and what I have to do. I gotta tell him to ******** off. I'm okay without him. If he's gonna be like that, I don't need him. Why did it take me so long to figure that out? Oh yeah, because I hate being alone.
See ya next time, Diary.
12/25/08
Merry Christmas, diary!
I had a great one. I got an ASVAD practice booklet, a fur-lined hoodie, 3 CDs I'd been wanting for a while [still no Vampire Weekend... I'll just download it illegally, lol], WiiFit, and... A shiny new laptop! <33 It's an acer ASPIRE 4270, Intel pentium dual-core, windows Vista that has NOT been a b***h so far despite what I've heard, 120GB hard drive, it's awesome. AWESOME. There is an actual key for $ and €. <333
It was good to have so much family around this Christmas. My grandpa (stepmom's dad) was in town and leaves on Tuesday, and her sister spent a lot of time with us, too. It was our second Christmas without Sophia Noel, and it makes me happy that we were all able to enjoy ourselves so much. She's still so much a part of our lives, but we're now able to focus on her spirit as opposed to her being gone. As I learned in Tuesdays with Morrie by Mitch Albom, which we had to read in English but was amazing and made me cry, "Death ends a life, not a relationship." She's very much alive in our hearts.
Even still, I haven't been to her grave in a long time, so I'm going to talk to Grace about visiting her and taking some flowers.
Diary, it's almost the end of 2008 and it feels like so much has happened. But I'll save my joys and lamentations for next time.
Once again, Happy Christmas, diary.
12/20/08
Dear diary:
I am finally done with Christmas shopping!
Yesterday we went to the more happening local mall, me and my dad. We actually went seperately, and it was kind of a field day finding each other... Good times.
As we were leaving, he decided to eat so I stayed with our bags in the food court as he went to Subway, which had no line. As he ordered, who should join him there but old Rice Dragon Samurai! Do you remember him, diary?
I suppose I should admit that I chose that particular mall knowing that he worked there, with the hopes of seeing him again. It's not like I particularly missed him or anything, but most everyone else has seen him there, so I thought I should have a turn, as well. Dad related the interaction to me, and since he was asking about me, I thought I would pay him a little visit at his station. It was very awkward... I don't think he was all too happy to see me, but I did get a hug, so...
Either way, the experience was good confirmation that I really am over him, even though it's been pretty clear to me for a while now. I was just surprised that I wasn't overcome with some immense longing or anything, that's all. That's what happens when he dumps me five days before my dead sister's birthday.
But I'm not bitter.
My grandpa's coming in tomorrow, I'm very excited. Christmas is on Thursday, diary! I'm getting you... Nothing. But you won't run away, will you?
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