11:11 a.m. - Thursday, Mar. 20, 2003
school is super
im in school. my mom wont let me go online. i am going to boston with audra on sunday for my audition. i haven't talked to anyone lately and i don't like it. i feel so isolated. my mom killed my cell phone. but im getting a trak one. then i'll just steal cards for it. im playing harmonica for gas money. pay me. i can play polka. im good. real good.

i want to see him. i want to talk to him. but alas... i never get what i want.

another belated sigh for breath on lips are bound to fall sooner or later...

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