A summer of boring.

I complained about last summer for a year.
How it was the worst summer of my life.
What was I thinking? Last summer was amazing...
No drama. The guys, Matt, Joanna and Rhiannon at my house every day. The worst thing that happened was Michael Jackson dying...something I'll never get over =/.
But this summer, it's totally different. Our group fell apart after last July. I only hang out with a few of them, now. It's been all drama-drama-drama. I mean really, I left Middle School for a reason. But I love my friends nonetheless. This summer, all I get done is sitting at home. The parade was tiny this year, and even the fair is itty-bitty. The Himalaya, my favorite ride, broke on the way here so that's gone. It's kind of a baby ride but it's my favorite for sentimental reasons. I hope July picks up, but I feel like it's gonna be over so quick. June feels like it's been forever. But July and August are gonna be over like *snap*.
I was so destined to make 2010 the best year of my life...so far, it's been one of the worst. I can't create a dream life on my own, I need others in my life to make it special. But I have very few people who want me in theirs.
You think I'm whining. It's okay. I'd think that about me, too.