July 17th, 1985
So, we're totally getting even with those guys! Amber and Tina love my idea, it's so rad! None of us are really that mad at them for doing the panty raid. We thought it was fresh. Well, everyone except Sam. Poor Sam, she's going to bore all of the boys away. Anyways, the thing we got mad about is that fat fucking geekwad, Zagnuts! He was just staring at us and I swear drool was running down his chin. Grody to the max! We're all missing some underwear and Tina says she can't find any of her bras. She'll have to go braless for the next month, which wouldn't be a big deal if it weren't for all the little creepoids we have to babysit! So, to get even, we're totally doing a raid on them this weekend to get our stuff back. And to get there underwear! The plan is to nab every pair they have, but we're going to do it when none of them are in their cabin. Maybe Saturday night during the mid-summer bonfire. If we can do it quick, nobody will know we were gone! Every pair! They'll have to go commando for the rest of the summer. I guess that wouldn't be so bad.