We had some guy from the college come today and talk about pledging Sigma Sigma Beta, the big fraternity over there. I said I had enough friends without buying any, which was pretty funny, until he said he could tell that wasn't true just looking at me. It would've been okay if my former best friend Woody Hendrix had stuck up for me. Whatever. I have friends! I've got you, anyway.

Timmy has been trying to get me into arranging model trains for ages, so I gave it a shot. It's pretty hard, but it's definitely more fun than building BRICKO sculptures like I was doing before.

My mom says I'm playing too many video games and getting too fat. So now when I get home from school, I have to ride my bike for an hour before she'll let me in the house. I told her that all of my friends are way fatter than I am, and you know what she said? She said, "If your best friend jumped off a cliff, Hallmark." I mean, what does that even mean?