Uh huh, yeah. Detention again. Yeah, for talking on my phone in class. It’s like, hell-OH, of COURSE I’m on my phone, because everybody’s calling me all the time! Class is so boring anyway! We should ALL be on our phones! It’s like I keep saying! That teacher really needs to get off his hi-hat. So anyway, yeah, Wada-Don and I broke up....

Everyone tells me I’m really good at the drum. But… people always seem to tell me… that I’m really good at EVERYTHING… Because I’m so cute, and they want to be my friend. Because of that… I can’t really tell if I’m ACTUALLY any good at drumming… Or if people are just saying that so they can be my friend. But I want to really be good at it! I want that really, really badly…

I was being such a baby about the popularity thing. The truth is… I liked that you were so upfront with me. You were new here, so you didn’t know my reputation… You just, like, treated me like some regular person. And I thought I liked it, but... It was scary, you know? I guess I chickened out… I’m like, a total coward. I thought if I could make you popular, you’d appreciate how popular I was... And then maybe you’d treat me like everybody else does. But… that was like, a total mistake… I totally understand if you can’t forgive me.