Sunday, February 11th, 2001 | 21:30
written yesterday

Things family members say:

Mother (to sister): "You are such an ungrateful little bitch!"

Brother (to me): "I kept pulling it and pulling it and look now. It's broken."


I miss you.


I coughed untill I laughed and then I kept coughing because I couldn't stop. My throat hurts.


My hair is looking like shit. Finally.


I feel like writing something meaningful. I don't think I'm capable, however. I also want to play guitar but I don�t think my earache could handle it. I don't want to be sick anymore. I don't want to go to school Monday either. I wanted to rent a movie. I want to watch SNL (February 10th, 2001; November 25 (+ or minus a couple of days) 1993; November 25th (?), 1991)


Crackling Oat Flakes: Now with Ecstasy!!!



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