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Alright, so the school year is over. I'm still here. Of course there were some very interesting turns of events. I wouldn't say Rob and I are friends. But we aren't enemies. Which I suppose is fine. Nik...yeah, there will be more about him later. Matt and I haven't spoken since an argument we got in around April. Hey, enjoying it while I can. Debbie has broken up with her boyfriend. From what I hear, Matt is on the market...after the two girlfriends he had after Kara. Or maybe he has a girlfriend, and that girlfriend might just be Tracy. Tracy is dating one of Debbie's friends from school, John. So the plot thickens.

Okay, so there was a traumatic event in Rob's life. Very unfortunate. And it's actually the end of school around that time. THANK GOD. I was sure ready for it, and I'm sure the whole student body can agree with me. Yearbook signing. Rob and I actually signed eachother's yearbooks. Aww...how nice, right? Sure. Unless of course Rob tells Nik what I wrote...and Nik gets on my case about it. Sometimes I have to wonder about boys. I really do. On the last day of school, I recieved a very strange phone call, it was Kyle. Kyle, the same person who told me not to call him this summer. He was asking for a favor. I had my friend Michele over...and we called Rob. Yeah, great. Let's all party! Or not. I think they have a thing for eachother. But you didn't hear that from me.

Three more years of this shit left. I don't know, I might be able to deal. Ironically enough, I was talking to Nik. He told me that he would be at Rob's after two the next day, and I could come see him then. Let me just jump at that offer. This is the same guy that told me that I was number 5 on his Asses He'd Like To Kick List. The little porn freak that he is. I don't why I care so much anyway. Well, I didn't go there...quite frankly, I can't see that going to Rob's after this school year would be anything comfortable. Would you want to go to a guy's house that called you a slut? Well I didn't have to go to them, they came to me. The dropped a glass out in front (or as Rob tells it the side of) my house. And they sat there for two minutes, went one way, passed the house again, and came back a little while later to clean up the glass. Then Rob calls me about an hour later, yelling at me for calling the cops. Why the hell would I call the cops on him? Beside other various reasons...for all the chances I could have called them on Matt, I didn't. So there was a famous Rob and Me arguement to add to the book.

So the summer is looking hella better than the school year. Even if it is half way through and I haven't really done much. There were parties. Who knows, maybe Debbie and I will pay a visit to Dominik dear after all. It won't top last summer though. All I can do is try to get through without screwing myself over.