September 18, 1996 Sam dumped me last night. I cried. Today, I think, I was depressed. But I’m not sure since I’ve never BEEN depressed and I’m not sure what it is. In German, there is a guy who sits next to me of whom I’d always had mixed opinions. I had barely concluded that he was a weirdo-Jerk but today he wrote a short little note to me and basically cheered me up. He sits next to me in Geometry too. His name is Wayne. It’s 3:21

</3 not again! </3