Sam dropped me off. When she was too far away to see me, I started to cry again. Because she was my friend again. And that was enough for me.

The inside jokes weren't jokes anymore. they had become stories

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

I have decided that maybe I want to write when I grow up. I just don't know what I would write.

He's a wallflower. You see things. You keep quiet about them. And you understand.

Susan was very fun to be around. She liked movies, and her brother Frank made her tapes of this great music that she shared with us. But over the summer she had her braces taken off, and she got a little taller and prettier and grew breasts. Now, she acts a lot dumber in the hallways, especially when boys are around. And I think it's sad because Susan doesn't look as happy.

When the police came, they found my brother asleep on the roof. Nobody knows how he got there.