Saturday, September 12, 1998. 23:05.
Hmmm. Don't know what to say really. I don't know anything about anything. I felt this way a few weeks ago, and I seem to always get back to this point in my life. Wanting to go away. Certain things have mainfested themselves, both within myself and within others. Until I can bring things back to normal, which I think will be awhile, I'll be thinking things over and making some decisions.
Didn't mean to bother anyone, just had to get that off my chest.

Monday, September 14, 1998. 18:54.
What is the definition of irony? Maybe it has to do with balance in life, you know, everything happening for a reason. Lemme give you a story. Let's say...there are these robots. One of them is named A. A has some friends, B and C. B and C totally dick over A. I mean, they really make A feel like shit. Just as A is about to think that things can't get any worse, this other robot, D comes along. A and D were friends back in the day, but they grew apart and were distant for a year. Things like that happen. D wants to be friends again with A. A is like, "I would help if I had D around to talk to since B and C don't give a shit about me" So A is like, "Ok". So in the story, as perhaps in life, everything was balanced. Things happened for a reason. Actually, I don't know why the hell things happen, but they do. And most of the time, it puzzles the piss outta me.
Didn't mean to bother anyone, just had to get that off my chest.

Thursday, Spetember 17, 1998. 10:10.
Not much has been going on, I just felt like writing something. Actually, work has been getting weird. They cut my hours, and consantly call me in on my days off. Quite a pain in the ass. I just hit my parents up for clothes money. Don't know what that's about, I never buy clothes. Ever. But I saw this shirt that looked nice, so I thought I'd ask for some money. Kinda been shuffling the cards when it comes to people in my life. I also have to make it a point not to be so honest anymore. Yeah, gotta lie more. Start school in five days, not somethin I'm lookin forward to. But I'll survive, I always do.
Didn't mean to bother anyone, just had to get that off my chest.

Wednesday, September 30, 1998. 10:25.
Too much stuff has been going on. I hate my design class, my professor told me I can't paint. I coulda told him that, the prick. Everyone in my class hates him so I'm not alone here. I had to buy $100 in art supplies, and with my financial history, that just is not acceptable. I also got told some other things by some people which sucked more than being told I can't paint, but I won't get into that here.
Okay, now it's time to play your favorite game, Guess the Truth!
There will be three statements that I will write. Two of them are completely bullshit concoctions, the other is the truth. This is the only time I will speak of this, I will never reveal which is the truth. You'll have to see me backstage for that.
Now, Guess the Truth! 1. I'm getting Married.
2. I'm moving to another country (other than Cuba).
3. I got an internship with View-Askew studios and will be working with Kevin Smith.
If you can guess the truth, you can win a prize.
Now that I've had my fun, I'll go back to real life I guess. Hope all is will with you people.
Didn't mean to bother anyone, just had to get that off my chest.

Tuesday, October 6, 1998. 13:41.
Life sure has its turning points. Looks like I am at mine. I am really displeased that I have to take this design class, a class which will not help me whatsoever in my film career. The fact that I have to take this class as a departmental requirement is enough to turn me off to college all together. Sooooo, should I leave college, journeying off to find success on my own? Or should I change my major, possibly changing the future of my life as I know it? One thing is for sure, things can't go along like this. Over the past few weeks, I've lost some weight, some friends, and the ever constant loss of self esteem. I still constantly search for the brightness in the world.
On a lighter note, I saw a live Rocky Horror Picture Show over the weekend with some folks from Target. I had a blast. Seeing the show ended my depression streak, it really did. I highly recommend that anyone who wants a good time go see this. You can be sure I'll be going as often as I can.
Didn't mean to bother anyone, just had to get that off my chest.