Dear Diary,
Today is the weird day. My bestie talked me into taking that job at the amusement park. I can’t say how bummed I was when she refused to take the job of a bartender; I was hoping we would work together there. You know, customers are very generous on tip when they are a little drunk. And it’s a resort city! The bar was right next to the pier and the view is amazing. But my friend looks at it differently: she says she doesn’t want to spend nights up making drinks for loud tourists who seem to never stop laughing and chatting.
Midnight Cosmostar 