Veronica: September 1st, 1989
Dear Diary: I believe I'm a good person
Ya know, I think there's good in everyone, but here we are first day of senior year
I look around at these kids I've known all my life and
I ask myself: What happened?
Veronica: Hey! Pick that up! Right now!
Kurt: I'm sorry, are you actually talking to me?
Veronica: Yes I am! You're a highschool has-been waiting to happen! A future gas station attendant!