A/N: okay, here's more.
January 12th very early in the morning...okay, eight o'clock isn't that early, but, it's summer! I should be sleeping in! anyway...
Well Diary, today's the day. In a few short hours, I'll be on my way to Diane's apartment.
Just the thought of it sends shivers down my spine.
What am I going to talk to her about? It's not like we have anything in common.
hmm...you know what? I think the only thing we have in common is Dad. Wow, that is extremely pathetic.
I REALLY don't want to go, Diary. I wish there was some way I could get out of this without hurting Diane's feelings. Maybe I'll get hit by a bus on the way to her apartment...One can only hope.
hang on, the phone's ringing.
grrr...This day just keeps getting better and better! Guess who that was! Guess! It was Mom! She hasn't called me in well over a month, and she chooses today of all days to call and ask if I want to do something with her!
Why does my life suck? Seriously. I really want to know.
Well, I guess I'd better go shower, get dressed, and stuff. I'll write you later with the horrific details.