I sit, alone, in this fucking classroom with this fucking teacher and contemplate life.
I never have clearer thoughts about life than when I'm in an awkward situation such as this one.
Alicia never ceases to surprise me. I love it when she talks about someone that isn't Dan. As much as I like him, I still wish...well, I've said it all before. She still is, and will always be, #1 with Mary a close 2nd and the private school girls #3.
Well, the room's filling. Gotta go.
(Ed note: this is the first entry with the Volume 1.5 tag, meaning it was written around the time of Volume 1, but was lost for one reason or another. Ditto the Volume 2.5 tag for future entries.)
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