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Dear Journal,

Hello Again, It's me, Tama.

Some wierd things happened to me, but I guess I should start from the begining. This mourning I woke up, and did what I always do. Got changed into my favorite shirt (You know, the black one with a white star printed on the front, in the chest region?) I also put on a pair of blue jeans. (How is it that every one of my pairs of pants happen to have a rip on the kneecap? Guess I gotta stop tripping on my skate board. Gotta make a note on that.)
I tried combing my shaggy brown hair, but of course all I managed to do was make it worse. (I recently got a hair cut, so now it only grows down to the back of my neck. They also snipped out the front, so now while my fore-head is still covered up, it doesn't go into my dark brown eyes. Guess that's a plus.) I finished it off with my pair of black sneakers, and ta-da! I was dressed.

School was same ol' same ol'. Nothing much to report. Teach says he's pretty proud of me. I have no idea what he means. I mean all I've been getting are B minuses.

But now to the wierd part. When I got home, I decided to go on the web to check my email. And of course I wanted to have my music playing. But somehow, all my music data was erased. I checked everywhere, even in my trash bin. Nothing. I wonder....Didn't my friend suffer from the same thing? Yeah he did.... He said that if I ever suffered from anything like it, I should go to some place.... I believe he called it 'Net Hackers.' I wonder... But I guess I should go there. Might as well see if they can figure out where my music went. Guess I'll go tommorow. Man that means riding the bus. I don't get why I haven't got a permit yet. I mean I can get a license now. (Or at least I think I can. I think sixteen is old enough to get one.)

Signed, Tamamo (Tama) Debito