Tuesday, June 01, 2004 / 4:22 PM
I slash you with my scissors
CUT!!!! brought to you by ben.
lisa has not written me lately. I fear she has fled from my pitifulness. it puts a sick feeling in my stomach.
I think I eat too much. you would think I'd weigh like 140 pounds by now. people still call me a stick.
beth gave them the don't do drugs speech today. go beth. amen. they didn't listen. too bad. it was funny though.
becky calls me claire in the hall. and I had a little conversation with some 7th graders waiting for the bus. they said my brother makes fun of my sister all the time for being quiet, and especially about the piano recital incident where my sister started crying and my mom had to drag her up there. her problems ain't his business. i'd like to see him move every three years ever since he was five until he was fourteen. or atleast do something decent with himself. not possible. in a year this shit will be over...and i'll be moving on to new, different shit. how shitty.
i might go to japan with billy for a week. we're raising money. too bad i don't have a freakin' job. I only have 900 dollars.
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