Friday, Jun. 13, 2003: 7:15 p.m.
Alright you skanks. I found something of great value. A couple weeks ago, I typed up an entry that would tell you eveything that had happened since the last time I had posted, but I lost the disk. Well, now, I have found it again. You can now see all the splendor that is mooncrack's bad luck! Now you can know everything! This was the last week of school, the night of the school play. Enjoy!
I�ve not been here in so long. A huge interesting section of life is never to be found by readers. Then again, I have none. The past month and half has been the best and worst month and a half of my life. We all know about the war in Iraq, but do we know about the war in Wilmington? Jesus Christ. Everyone either hates me or loves me. Friends and enemies have been made and lost. Every feeble attempt to tell you everything has been lost. I will try to give you the main points. Let�s see: new girl and best friend, Jackie. Play: The Princess and the Princess. Me and JD are talking again. Me and JD fucking hate each other. New friend: Eliza. New band: Shadow Soul. Practical Joke: During a slumber party, Kelly calls the escort service and sends an escort to JD�s house. JD thought it was me which leads to our next move. War Begins: JD cuts up a bracelet I made for him and left it at my lunch hangout for me to find it. Next day, JD rips the pocket off of a shirt me and my sister bought for his birthday and left it for me to find it. Next day, I safety pin the pocket to a pair of pants and write �HA HA! YOU ARE SO FUNNY!� and wear them to school. That weekend, me and five friends spray paint the school spirit block with the letters �JD� and a giant rainbow on three different sides for the world to see. That Monday I wear the �I OWN JD� shirt (formerly �MINION OF JD�) to school. Comments between the two of us: JD: �Fat pride!� Me: �You�re one to talk.� JD then went on a little excursion to the Deputy�s office to tell them that he was �offended� and �afraid� that someone would �commit a hate crime against� him. When discussed with the deputy, it is realized nothing can be done because I, technically, did nothing wrong. I sit by the block at lunch. JD and the gang stroll over to admire my work. All the while I�m yelling, �Hi! How ya� doing�?� and I�m ignored of course JD and the gang. Then there�s JD�s, �Oh� do you guys smell something?� and my �Oh, that must be me, ya� know, �cause I don�t shower.� The walk around looking at the block on one said it says, �FABULOUS!� and I hear JD�s �I am fabulous!� They come back around and I say to JD, �Oh, you weren�t offended by my masterpiece.� JD: �No.� Me: �Oh really, because I was called to the deputy�s office about it today. JD smiles, �Oh really?� Me: �Yea, but it turns out they can�t do anything about it because, technically, I did nothing wrong.� JD frowns and he and his friends begin to walk away. Jessie throws in a perfect, �Hey, you guys, that smell is gone!� Same day: Eliza stops talking to me. She�s no longer my �friend.� I�m no longer in her �band.� Anyone I really trust knew from the beginning I was playing her the same way she was playing me. A couple days ago, Jackie, Phil, Gailmi and I all went on a trip to the beach! Fully clothed. We were walking along. It was nice, but a little hot so I decided to go for a swim. With my Duck Tape shirt, my �HA HA! YOU ARE SO FUNNY!� pants, my knee high pink and black striped socks and my flame shoes, I ran right into a wave and swam around for a good half hour. It took some coaxing, but Jackie came in too. That�s the best summing up I�m going to do for you. Now it�s time for today�s adventures.
We had a play specially written for our class called �American Icon,� a spoof of American Idol. It was performed twice today and loved by all. I�m the only person in the play to actually sing well� I think. A woman asked my mom if I had had singing lessons. I hate singing in front of people. I love acting in front of people, that I can do, but I hate singing in front of people. I had my eyes clenched closed the entire time that I was singing. At the end, Special K (one of the Drama teachers) told me he was very impressed and proud of my performance. Then back stage in the dressing room, Jessie and Alyssa showed up. I didn�t eve know that they had come. It made me entirely happy. Then, the bitch herself, Miss Dorothy Eliza came into the dressing room with her arms reached out to hug me. I asked, �Don�t you hate me or something?� and she says, �I still hate you, but I�m not made at you any more.� Then Jackie asked if Eliza could some to the cast party. I told her no and when Eliza walked out of the dressing room, I threw my eyeliner and make-up remover at the wall. The eyeliner is liquid and it burst and left black all over the wall. Jackie asked again if Eliza could come and I told her hell no. She asked weren�t we friends again and I said fuck no. Didn�t she apologize to you? Fuck now, she didn�t. She told me she still hated me. She can shove a dead dog�s cock in her mouth and choke on it. Then later Jackie was telling Eliza that she was being rude and apparently Eliza was �just kidding.� I love Jackie so much, but she�s losing my respect. She doesn�t understand that I can never trust Eliza again. I never be friends with her, I can never see her again without wanting to do some negative action. It just doesn�t work. JD and Eliza, I just want to move the two of them far, far away from my person. But that�s all of an entry I can give you because I�m getting all worked up when I really need to be getting ready for bed. So I hope I post this soon because it�s on a computer disk right now as I�m typing it. So, anyway, yea.
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