April 5th, 2002. - 1:01 p.m.

A little silliness.

N. has died in her sleep overnight, and has been replaced by her evil twin, also known as N. Just kidding. Or am I?!!? (Queue the Twilight Zone music.)

This journal needs a soundtrack.

A. is a liar. And not a good one at that. He uses whatever excuse possible to stay home on Fridays so that he will not have homework for the weekend. I can always see through his lies. But today, was too tired and mildly feverish to do anything about it. So let it be written forever, and be passed down to generations for eons, A. is a liar.

Feeling better today. Yesterday was the worst of it. Thanks for caring.

N.

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