Is there really a kind way to say "your a fag, I hate you, and I wish you would never darken my doorstep ever again"? Of course not, but there is always a need to say it to one person in your life. Mine Is Dan Ryan, and he will simply not leave me alone. He's the dumbest thing ever imaginable. He's in 8th grade, and exceptionally clingy. If you say hello to him, he will follow you around for the rest of your life. I smiled and struck up a conversation with him when I was in 8th grade. BIG MISTAKE. He has been over at my house to ask to come over and 'play' at least once a week since that one time I talked to him. I try being very cold and rude, but the boy can’t take a hint. I’m thinking that the only way you can get rid of him is to kill him. I need a lot of help, and I’m a sensitive person to other people’s feelings. How do I tell him to go away?

I can’t sit around here and do nothing, but if I go outside, Dan will be waiting for me. I can’t do anything! I’d love to get on my bike, but he keeps waiting outside. I want to get a poster board so I can make a Hello Kitty poster for my room in our new house. (I'm fabulous at making Hello Kitty Posters!)

I would get on my moped and drive away, but the battery died yesterday when I was sitting at a stop sign. I was lucky enough to have been right next to my old workplace, so I used the pay phone to call my parents. It was all very embarrassing. Dad picked up my moped there and now it’s sitting in my garage. I’m trying to look for a battery that I can afford. How much are motorcycle batteries anyways?

My parents and I are having a fight over the battery in my moped. They keep saying that my battery isn’t dead, but it shorted out. Then why in hell it die right in the middle of the intersection? My parents are fags. I hate them so much.

Kendall is finally coming to the realization that he won’t ever love me. “What are you gonna do? You really think that he won’t love you again? God, I want him to love you!” I know Kendall. I want him to love me too.