You know how I've been complaining about being bored to death? Well, no change there. Hendrik is not much company. In fact, I preferred how things were before his arrival. He's a creep who keeps trying to read my diary. Well, there we go diary. I had to be a smart mouth: ''I don't have to worry about people reading my diary, because I'm dead.'' Yep, now it came back to bite me in the ass.
Update: Hendrik told me he thinks I'm cute. Ew.
Update two: Can ghosts do inappropriate things to each other? Dear God, I hope not.
Update three: Is it awful of me to wish for someone else to join us? I mean, I'm basically hoping someone else will die.
Update four: How come it's just the two of us anyway? Lots of people die each day.