Diary 3 / 15-years-old / Reading, Ohio
Strange how the larger questions of our lives just kinda stick around… By the end of this entry I’m asking some pretty big questions for 15-yr-old me, and I can’t say they’ve changed much in the ensuing two decades! Also: my mom’s trying to hook me up with some waiter she had at a restaurant. Oh mom.
Click the links inside the video to watch the episodes about Eric and Tom, whom I mention through the first half of the entry.
Give it up for the sincerity of 1996!