Happy Fourth of July! *blasts off firecrackers* And Happy belated Canada day!
It doesn't feel like the cuatro de Julio, but then again I've never really been one to get overzealous about it, anyway. Like every year, I went to Grandma Ruth's and sat on her porch while watching the parade. I retired from candy-catching half a decade ago. Everyone in town is particularly outraged because the mighty La Farge High School Marching Band is now the feeble La Farge High School & Eighth & Seventh Grade Float-Riding Band! Hurrah! BANDS DON'T RIDE IN PARADES! THEY MARCH, DAMMIT! Or so the town says.
I saw Tori in the parade, I don't think she saw me, she on the other side of the cart cab to see, I think.
My mom bought me a dictionary from an antique store in Wayne, Nebraska the last time she was there. It's great, it's about five or six inches thick and it's an Oxford Standard, printed in 1933. I love it to death. I hope to keep upgrading to bigger ones as I grow older. I like this word: sesquipedalian > given to or characterized by the use of long words.
Summer has been going well; I'm excited this year because I actually have something interesting to do. Usually when people ask me what I've been doing/what I will be doing this summer, I just say, "Oh, I don't know, helping around the house, I guess." It kind of became my default answer to anyone who asked, so I was almost ready to say it this summer when people asked. But HARK! I have found thy summer of interest, behold: 1) I filled out an application to volunteer at the new Human Society building in Viroqua, and 2) From July 24th to August 5th, I will be going with Tori to Eau Claire to a Science camp!
It may not seem like a montrous agenda, but it's exciting to me to look at and say, "Hey, I actually have something worthwhile to do this summer!"
Yesterday, I was supposed to help clean kennels and wash dogs for the big ribbon-cutting ceremony at the Humane Society today, but when dad dropped me off (he waited), the doors were locked, so we loitered in the car for 20 more minutes, then went to Wal-Mart, with the hopes that the supervisor was just late and would be back after we finished shopping for a half hour. Well, that didn't work either, we drove by after shopping, and alas, not a soul nor light was inside the building. It was disheartening, but I look forward to doing another date. Tomorrow there is supposed to be some sort of volunteer orientation there, so maybe I'll go there and figure out what's what and who's who.
As for Eau Claire, more on that in a later entry.
Tori and I have been exchanging letters this summer, which is awesome. In her last letter, she told me about all these parties that Andy and Cayla have been throwing at their houses. I was mad for perhaps a millisecond, but I still want to know why I didn't even get a phone call to attend these. I went to the party Andy threw the first time, and it was great fun, but there have been, like, three more after that, and I have heard hide nor hair about them. Now, it's not like WHY THE HELL WOULDN'T YOU INVITE ME, like I'm the most important person in the world, but when I see any of my friends in town that attented the parties, they don't say anything about them to me, yet they are friendly.
Maybe I'm just naive, perhaps they don't like me anymore? or maybe I'm just taking this way more literally than anyone ever intended...maybe they just forgot? Who knows? I'll ask Tori when I write back to her.
I'm going to see the fireworks display tonight at the ball diamond behind school with mom, but I've been deprived of playing Diablo II: Expansion Set for a few days now, and I think I need to go fix myself on that mindless, uneducational, but oh-so-addicting PC game right now.
I think I've written enough today, eh?