Is it weird that i title these after i write them? I can't really ever seem to be able to pick a topic for the entire entry until I've written it. I don't really know what i have to say.
Today, I watched fireworks with one of my best friends, my "little sister", someone who used to be very important, and someone who is very important to him. It was uneventful. It wasn't interesting, or awkward, or mind-blowing. There was no deeper meaning, no moment, nothing out-of-the-ordinary. At one point, my friend asked me what it would be like if we were bombed during the fireworks. I told him I thought it would be cool. I spent awhile pondering it, a