*2001-05-24 - 10:31 p.m.*

Wow...my diary is a year and a month old.

I can't believe it. I've been writting down my thoughts, life events, and stories, for a year and a month. This blows my mind...how did a year and a moth go so fast? It seems like only half a year. Wow...looking back at everything...wow...

Ok, sorry, substance, right?

My creative writing teacher brought in a silicone implant today. It was...weird... It was like clear, plastic, Jell-O. I'm never putting anything like that in my body. It was too...strange... I mean, I have the real things, and still...

That's enough. I can't write anymore. I'm gonna talk to Joe and Preston some more.