So I haven't made a new entry since tuesday...hmm... nothing exciting happened. wednesday walked to mcdonalds. met daniel. got a ride with him to mervyn's. chilled. walked to the mall. chilled some more. came home. brooke came over. skylar came over. tara, marissa & amanda were already over. had pizza. saw sin city. (awesome movie!) came home. stayed up til four with brooke looking at guys on myspace. thursday slept til 12. brooke left. amanda left. therapy. emotional. my mom came in. didn't help. thrift store. friday orthodontist appointment at eight in the fucking morning. sleep. lots of sleep. mall. saw zach. saw hot guys. came home. went to tara's. sat in jeff's driveway and spent hours talking to him and tara. moved into jeff's garage after almost getting run over by his sister and freezing our asses off. was tricked. spent the night at tara's. saturday came home. babysat. got a hair cut. amanda came over. we walked to starbucks. many awesome things occurred. i was hyper. danced in front of vons to the shania twain song from the rocks. rode in a shopping cart. picked up a claw. (a stick...) tara came over. danced. everywhere. mom caught them dancing ...awkwardly in the front yard as she got home. talked to zach. went to a movie with zach and tara. wasn't what i thought it'd be. at all. came home. talked online to "hedgehog." he knew who i was. read. slept. today woke up. tara left. washed the car. read. need to read more. need to take a shower. need to go to sbys. pizza party. hopefully paul will be there. i'd like to talk to him my parents are arguing. most likely about taxes. fuck everything. nothing's what it seems. the story ends when her husband comes home from work and finds her lying dead on the living-room sofa, dressed in her emerald taffeta evening gown.