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Sunday, June 15, 2014

Epilogue

Dear Journal:

This'll likely be the last time I write something in here.

I'll probably be too busy working on new potential works of art to bother writing new journal entries. But it's a small price to pay.

Besides, I needed the money to cover the costs of a house Miraj and Darlene had their eyes on.


Nice little place across the street. Nothing fancy, just one of those cozy places you'd see on one of them cable shows.

Better than this crapshack, at least.

Chapter 17: Birthdays for Two

(Note: Today there are two entries, on account of the holiday.)

Dear Journal:

Did I honestly expect Miraj's birthday to come up again so early?

No, not really. But sure enough, it was here again. I got him his cake, he thought of what he wanted to wish for.


Didn't take him too long to figure out what he wanted. He was already blowing out the candles, and the whole age mess started up again.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Chapter 15: A Bunch of Change

Dear Journal:

I visited Lisa today. I can't believe she's already grown up.

Well, I can, since she and I were in the same graduating class, but still. I remember when we used to wrestle outside during recess when we were kids.


But these days, elementary school just feels like a really fucked up fever dream to me now. I guess Lisa sort of felt the same way.

Then she brought something else up. She told me by saying, "Oh hey, VJ! Guess what?"

Sunday, May 4, 2014

Chapter 11: Love Hurts

Dear Journal:

I've never even considered dating. I mean, what's so great about it? Sure, I went on a date with Lisa once, but that was it. And she and I were better off as just friends.

Miraj, well, I can't really see him dating, either. But just because I couldn't see him with someone else, didn't mean it couldn't happen.


I heard him talking on the phone when I got off from work a few days ago. He was talking to Lisa's mom if Darlene was there.

Darlene. Why Miraj would want to hang with Lisa's little sister is beyond me. But there he was, asking if she could come over.

Last I saw her, she wasn't much taller than Miraj. But then, that was when I last saw her.

The girl that showed up later...