Destination Ursa Major.

Date: October 2, 1996

Blah, blah, blah. Today has been a really BLAH day. I still feel sick. After school, I have to go to work (I was a gymnastics instructor) after school, babysit, and then do my homework. UGH.

My friend Taff just kind of picked up and left on Monday. She said she was going to the Grand Canyon and she would be back next week. She said she's going to get the guy that's driving her to the Grand Canyon to try to take her all the way to Cali and never come back. I kind of believe it...(funny, because she probably didn't even leave the state. Total compulsive liar.)

-(signed with star)

featured lyrics:

"What's up with what's goin' down?
In every city, and every town.
Crampin' styles is the plan.
They got us in the palm of every hand.
When we pretend that we're dead."
-L7

October 7, 1996

I feel like going to parties on the weekend is a part of teenage life. Who doesn't go to parties? I don't go to many, perhaps because I don't know "where it's at."(Read: I am a SQUARE.) My boyfriend (Jonas, the old guy) has lots of parties, but they don't start until my curfew, and I would have no where to go after. Therefore, I'll probably never go to any.

Anywho, I went to Jonas' house this weekend, and he got a kitten! (Which, if I remember correctly, I watched him kick down the stairs once.) He named it Desire (how gay). Ha ha. He was so proud of himself. I think I'm really strting to like him.

-(signed with a star)

featured lyrics:

"Stern South West Mississippi,
I'm going to reach my destination alone."
-Self

"I'm so sensitive to life.
I may never get it right."
-Superdrag