Miguel's Notebook

[Miguel Abkhazi]

Dear Notebook,

Today was a very uneventful day, as usual. I met someone at Starbucks who I had seen around school, and she was doing something very interesting on her computer. I guess it was because she was extremely tired. By the way, her name was Eva, and she was a very fun kind of person.

Brian is still sulking, and won't go anywhere but to Dawn, the nightclub, where he sits there usually. I stopped following him after a while. It's guite the strange thing, but very funny to see him go out actually dressed up in someting other than his drab old trenchcoat.

Well, that seems to be all I have to say, so until next time, Good Day or Night.

[Miguel Abkhazi]

Notebook,

Today was not the best of days. All day I have been just walking around town, to the mall looking for a shop that sells martial equipment, to the beach to see if any of the people I know are there that I can hang out, and even (a creepy shudder at this point) to the plaxce where that guy, Pete, died. So far, I've had no luck talking to people, alive or dead. I think I'll go back to Pete's deathplace.

Miguel


PS:This is going to seem sad, but I think I want a real girlfriend now, oh well, that'll come with time. Goodnight.