Its coming - July 3rd

I'll admit it. Yesterday, I wasn't feeling very patriotic...at all. I guess it comes down to the fact that I hate it, HATE IT, when people decide to celebrate a holiday not on the holiday. Yesterday was July 2nd, not July 4th and yet the Red, White, and Boom occurred downtown on the waterfront. After struggling to walk with a cramp in my foot for about 2 miles, we finally made it down to see the fireworks. But my enjoyment was put on hold to fight off all the distractions of idiots running around, yelling, talking unreasonably loud, and just plain being stupid. We, Jeremiah and I, were in the ghetto of the firework display. They were walking around not even looking at the fireworks. How can you not look at the fireworks? They are right there, staring you in the face?!

Anyhoo, watching the grand finale made me tear up. And I don't know why. I am becoming such a girl lately. I get emotional of every little thing and I hate it. Watching the explosions of the grand finale put me in a euphoric state. Everybody around me faded away. It was just me and Jeremiah and the fireworks. For that moment, I became very patriotic. I thought of my dad who fought in vietnam and wondered if each firework represented those who died. I guess not, that would take all night. Anyways, I got teary-eyed over fireworks. Am I a pathetic girly-girl? No...not yet. But its coming.....

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