Friday, June 4
My eye is fucked up. My mom is coming home with McDonald's soon. I can't believe Ferris actually spoke to Leah and bought her goddamn sauerkraut.

At 7:00 I'm going to that Thai Nam Phet restaurant on route 46 to meet Vi and Marissa and drop off the tapes for the shit. I'm probably not gonna stay long, since I'm not in the E.R.A.S.E. club and don't want to be surrounded by too many committed students for too long.

Do I have an obsession with Nine Inch Nails? Or Led Zeppelin? I can't help it. But I do wonder why I've always considered Van Halen as my divine band. What a dumbass.


Christina N. @ 6:30 PM