July 14th

I feel bad about my diary entries lately. They're too short and too abrupt and too stupid. It's partly because whenever I feel like writing here, my sister is in the room and hollering at me to "stop typing so loudly". It really sucks. So, whenever she's not here, I usually am engrossed in The Sims (I can turn the volume on when she's not here) or working out, which leaves little time for journalizing. I hate my diary entries. I am so jealous of Tracie's and Alison's, two diaryists I admire so much. I promise, next entry will be halfway decent.