I think this is the first Friday that really feels like a Friday. I like it.
I've had a very productive day. I took two tests today, finished the Hunger Games book series, cried a lot because the book was so sad/happy/over (and by a lot, I mean it was pathetic), went to the beach, got a tan line even though it was late afternoon and there was a cold breeze that kept goosebumps on my whole body more than the sun warmed me, and now I'm getting ready to go see The Hunger Games movie!
All I ever want to do now is talk about The Hunger Games. Its really sad. But I just love it. Kudos to Suzanne Collins for bringing out my obsessive side. This happens sometimes. I go through these phases...my longest one yet was the Jonas Brothers. That was about a three year long, all I thought about and all I talked about and all I did on the internet was watch their videos over and over and write fan fiction stories about them kind of obsession. But I was like, 13 or 14. Totally acceptable. Still weird, but acceptable nonetheless.
Anyway, off to The Hunger Games! Eep!
xoxo
