Date:	2005-10-05 04:48
Subject:	"I don't wanna 'splode"
Security:	Public
Mood:	angry

Who the fuck does Anderson think he is? He came up to me the other day and told me to stay away from Newton, he kept saying I was harassing her or something. What the hell, man? I don’t deserve this shit. Next time he comes at me I’m gonna--Hmph.

Date:	2005-09-15 12:20
Subject:	"I'm not even suppose to be here today!"
Security:	Public
Mood:	indifferent
Music:	Garbage, Stupid girl

The frat party was okay. Kinda dull, really. Which sucked. I woke up the other morning with a killer hangover and some bruised knuckles. It took me a while… but I think I punched out the lead singer from the band that was playing (him or someone who looked like him). What was his name? Ack. I don’t care.

What I do remember is talking to Newton and I’ll be damned if that woman isn’t a piece of work. I can’t remember what we were talking about, but one minute she’s coherent and the next she’s doubled over on the floor. What the hell? I consulted with Bohdan the great and it said to keep an eye on her. Infinite riches lie with the blonde haired one.

I can handle that.

What I can’t handle are these stupid goddamn Psych classes. I’m going out of my mind with this shit.

Date:	2005-08-21 05:43
Subject:	"Oh, I must give you my e-mail address. It's loismustdie, all one word, at yahoo dot com."
Security:	Public
Mood:	crazy

Sunnydale, what a hole of a town, man. Seriously, you get some real messed up shit here. Most of the time it’s funny, like some nerd getting hacked up in the woods or the English teacher going missing for the third time in as many years. I can tell you if it weren’t for my striking good looks and connections (not to mention the cross around my neck) I would’ve been just another Sunnydale mystery.

I got accepted into UC Sunnydale late last quarter on a Sports scholarship. Though they’re making me do an art class, if you can believe it (something about appreciation, I wasn’t really paying attention). But as long as I get to play ball, I don’t care. I hear the Delta zeta cappa’s are doing a big blowout soon after, or before. I’ll have to confirm with Wyatt. He’s a tool, but he’s got good connections so I’ll have to play nice.

Speaking of playing nice, I saw that British chick, Penshaw and a really excited groupie talking to Brittany, can you say barely legal?

I think this year’s got a lot of potential.

…I wonder if Bishop’s going to UC Sunnydale? I think I still owe her one for knocking me out in the parking lot that one time. You’d think I’d get tired of making her life a misery, you really would. I use to pick on her all through high school, it was hilarious.

I was fortunate enough to get a single dorm room, if you can believe it. The cap’s are really eager to get me to pledge. As if. Like I’d want to get stuck in that hellhole. A man needs some freedom, after all. I’ll probably still go to the blowout, though. Can’t pass up the chance to get acquainted.

I still have to get my course books; I’ll have to get them second-hand. The ‘rents can’t afford it. Story of my life. It looks like I might have to get a part-time job if I expect to finish at all this year. It bites, but it’s only until I find a ritual sacrifice, then things’ll get better for all of us.

I hope I don’t see anyone I know when I'm there. That’d be embarrassing.