Date: September 17, 3045 (The Past)

Dear Diary,

Haha! Do you see that? ^ I finally have the freaking date! Whoohoo! It took me some hard-core courage to ask someone that, you know.

Right now, I'm at a fast food restaurant called In-N-Out chomping down some Quadruplet-Quadruplets. Heck, I didn't even know they existed, so I decided to buy about a dozen. Or maybe more... DON'T YOU GOING AROUND CALLING ME FAT! I'M AS THIN AS A TOOTHPICK! The kids who are sitting at the next table to my right are giving me very peculiar looks. I open my mouth, revealing chewed up food and they grimace. I grin and sip my soda.

As you can tell, there are no In-N-Outs in my time, so I'm trying my best to savor the moment. I don't give a french fry to those wackos who think I have an eating disorder because I really don't care. I don't.

I'm on my 18th burger and I don't feel the least bit full, but I gotta get going since Goku is coming back and all.

Sorry to have to leave to soon,

Bra Briefs

P.S. I don't wanna call you 'Diary' anymore. Maybe 'snooping person who's looking at my diary' would seem more fitting? I'll give it some thought.