I took my mom's car to take my sister's friend home today. I drove without adult supervision for the first time, with my brand-new license. Nobody died, so that's a plus. We found a nice 2001 Sebring that's in really good condition, so there's a chance I could have my own car by tomorrow. We're gonna go talk to the dealer and take it for a test drive, get it checked by a mechanic. My mom and grandparents are splitting the payments, and I have to pay for insurance and gas. So, I am DESPERATE for a job.

The fact that my mom and grandparents are paying for my car makes me feel crappy kinda. Cuz if they're the ones making the payments, then it's not really my own car. I wanna be able to pay for it myself, but I just can't. Why do I fail miserably at finding a job? :|

I'm a little bummed, cuz my counselor canceled her appointment with me, which means she might have the baby earlier than she thought, which means I won't be able to talk to her until September. Which really sucks, cuz she was gonna tell me what my mom and her talked about a few weeks ago, and I have been dying to know. Did my mom bring up my sexuality or the book she found? The suspense is killing me.

I've just finished American Psycho, which is a pretty twisted book. It's about this guy who works on Wall Street in the 80's and is really rich and mean and snobby and junk. During the day, he has lunch with co-workers, checks out women, snorts cocaine, works out a lot, and obsesses over his looks. At night, he kills prostitutes and homeless people in the sickest ways imagineable. The whole book is intended to be a parody of high class society, and you can sense the parodic tone at times. There is a debate, however, about whether or not the murders this man, Patrick Bateman, committed were real or in his sick imagination. At the end of the book, I still can't be sure. But it's super great. If you can stomach the violence, you should definitely read it.

Oh, and I'm also reading the Harry Potter series, FINALLY. Shockingly, I have never had a chance to read the series. But my friends keep demanding that I read it, so I am. I'm not really into fantasy, but I really admire J.K Rowling's success. I'm halfway through the first book, and I can already see why 450 million copies have been sold worldwide.

I have been soooo lazy lately. I've probably gained a couple pounds. I've only hung out with my friends twice this summer, and my hopes for making this summer an amazing one are somewhat dashed. But eh, oh well. I prefer school.