But Ginger Ale is good. Something has to be good.

I'm upset that no one likes me.

I need to get tickets for Modest Mouse and maybe Bloc Party. I wonder why I use my diary to complain about life and then list things I need to do. Writing in diaries is like hearing your voice echo inside your head. I think I only do it for the social aspects and the fun of going back and reading this shit. That Myspace shit with all its networking seemed kind of lame. I think I'll delete this diary after I download it. I wonder why it isn't already gone. Don't they have a limit for how long you don't visit this thing. I want Sashimi and I like Rushmore. I don't know why I'm the only geek that can't get a date to prom. It's very American Music.