Dear Diary,
It's 10:18 and I'm still not out of bed. It's Cliff's [my brother] Birthday and
Last night was Rachel's Party with Lea, Lauren, Rachel and I. I told everyone I liked Jess, Lea said she likes Ryan and Lauren said she liked Daneil. Rachel Dosen't like anyone.
The End
April 2, 1999 10:25 pm
Hi! As I said, I quit gymnastics, let me give you another little update:
7th GRADE SUCKS!!
I can't wait until camp. I am going to French Woods! I am soooo excited!
I STILL have never have had a boyfriend.
I AM DETERMIND TO GET ONE AT CAMP!
Love,
Adria
So there's another little batch of insight. I don't know if this is enjoyable for anyone else, but I think it's a good way to gain some perspective. Or I'm just procrastinating packing my life into cardboard boxes. Either way, I definitely did not have a boyfriend at camp that summer. Back to the packing...t-minus 13 days until departure.
A
3 comments:
I am literally laughing out loud at this one.
FRENCH WOODS DOES NOT GIVE YOU BOYFRIENDS...
...for obvious reasons.
These are excellent. I wish I'd kept a diary now, so I could look back and laugh at myself.
Not that I'm laughing AT you, you know. With you? Are you laughing?
That said, sometimes looking back to more carefree times makes me depressed. It's a gamble!
Ali-oooh, I know! We both learned that the hard way, didn't we?
Tom-don't worry, I'm laughing at myself big time. Always
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