I had some nice conversations today. Well, not really. But they were with a nice person. Or.. rather a person that I like, nice or not. Mostly likely not. Conversations about how much our class sucks and how uncool Gil is never seem to get old. Or actually, I guess the point is that they do, and that's why it was nice to have them with a different person. Maybe it's my imagination but Rachel seems to be ignoring things I say more often lately, at least since Nick, though I bet she always has been but I've just let it go. I've come to resent her, and I really wish I didn't because she's my best friend. For all that she says about being unique and all the speeches on how stupid everyone else is, she's not much different. And I guess neither am I, but it's a well known fact that I despise myself. My mother set the microwave alight yesterday, and today it rained so our garage semi-flooded, as usual. I live in a freaking HOLE. On another, completely irrelevant and even less interesting, note I have eaten far too much today. I think I am, as Dr Phil seems to enjoy saying, an emotional eater, though I wish I wasn't because I'm trying to LOSE weight, and I wish I had some freaking willpower for a change. I also use too many commas.