((Journal Day #3))
Today was a good day, went out with
some friends, seen a movie and ya know, just generally hang out and
stuff. Though they were soo nosey, trying to ask where me and the rest
of the pilots were. Luckily I gave them the slip. Oh oh, we had a test
today, which I totally failed. What ever. I hate math anyway. OH oh, I
didn’t really see it cause Julie was talkin my ear off, but Tank Boy
totally mauled this weirdo gothic kid with the ceiling. It was like, so
awesome, so I heard.
However, there was something else
too. I went on my usual prowl while everyone was distracted. And guess
what, I found a nice 1st Edition Sack Buddy, purple no less. Sad thing
is….it was Julie’s. Guess it isn’t anymore. I got lucky though, Julie
almost blamed me for it…but I got smart and layed the blame on Tammy,
who, by the way, Im totally going to bring her down. That head
cheerleading job will totally be mine and mine alone, MWAHAHA!
Er,
yeah, anyway. Today was a pretty nice day. No Angel, no nothing. Oh, Im
thinking about requesting gatling gun for my Eva. Do you think they’ll
let me have one? I hope so. I mean, anything is better than a
craptastic pallet rifle, right?
((End Entry))
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