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Ah library. I missed you. Full of books and computers and fun things to do. I think I've avoided all the problems that might have occurred here now, so I'm back, and being careful and just planning to enjoy my evening.

While I was away I did a lot of things that I'm not proud of, and generally got into stayed out of trouble, and it was very, very BORING.

How sad is my life that the library is where I go to get action?

Uncle John just doesn't understand this. Neither do my dads. He actually called them last night, after I stayed home "sick" so that I could talk to them about this, and they all said that I have to go, and that it's going to get better, and nobody will really remember what happened in the cafeteria the other day.

OH YES THEY DID.

First, Jason, who I went to Disneyland with, cancelled the date that we were going to have to the movies, and I know it's because I looked like an idiot in front of everyone the other day. Then I could hear them all laughing at me when I walked by. And then, and THEN...

Bumbles. They're calling me Bumbles.

I WILL NEVER SHOW MY FACE IN THE CAFETERIA AGAIN. They can make me go to school, but they can't make me do anything else here.

Why did I move again?