“Then there’s me… non-relevant, non-predicable… ass-headed.”

“If people are going to keep a journal, they should do it when they’re little, where all the good things happen, before life starts kicking you in the ass and in the head and every other places.”

“Maybe the new me will be different.”

“The voice of every kid hooked on drugs, alcohol or the occult joins the sad chorus “Not me! I didn’t think it could ever happen to me. I was sure I could handle it.”

“Judas, boredom is such a drag, drag, drag. Writing might be good therapy for me, though.”

“How is it possible for me to be so miserable and embarrassed and humiliated and beaten an function still talk and smile and concentrate?”

“They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!”