Journal

It would be curious to discover who it is to whom one writes in a diary. Possibly to some mysterious personification of one's own identity.
-Beatrice Webb

Hi. Today is the 6th of July, 2002. I don't feel like getting dressed. I just want to sit at home and be online all day. I'm in a kind of depressing mood. You can tell what kind of mood I'm in by the main page. It's kind of dark now. My family wants to go to the movies but I don't really want to. So they call me a "lump on bump". I don't know what that means, but it can't be a good thing.
I have a feeling something happened that someone isn't telling me about. That is so annoying. Sorry about the vagueness, but you see, I can't say everything in detail here cuz sometimes people actually read it and I get in trouble.
Oh well.
Life's a lemon.
I need a friend.
and maybe some TBCY.