Today was such an awful day! First, in Band, we were playing our marching band instruments (well, I wasn't, mine is broken), when Mr. Futsch decided to move seats. I was sitting next to Kelsey and Marvin Spelling. Sam came over and gave Marvin this look like "Oh shit Marvin - look who I have to sit next to". I was SO upset! Then to top it all off - we had this lab in Science and I was wearing Mom's $42 Evan Picone sweater and all this black stuff got all over it! But thank god it came out. But - Sam - how could he...9:30
I was a teenager during the years 1984-1989. I lived in New England at this time. I also kept a diary. You know how people will describe teenagers and say stuff like "oh they are so sophisticated for their age!" As you will see, this never applied to me. I was a massive wallflower. A dorky, un-hip, living-in-a-bubble child of the 80's. In other words, a teenage dumbass.
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 1985 (age 13)
Today was such an awful day! First, in Band, we were playing our marching band instruments (well, I wasn't, mine is broken), when Mr. Futsch decided to move seats. I was sitting next to Kelsey and Marvin Spelling. Sam came over and gave Marvin this look like "Oh shit Marvin - look who I have to sit next to". I was SO upset! Then to top it all off - we had this lab in Science and I was wearing Mom's $42 Evan Picone sweater and all this black stuff got all over it! But thank god it came out. But - Sam - how could he...9:30
Today was such an awful day! First, in Band, we were playing our marching band instruments (well, I wasn't, mine is broken), when Mr. Futsch decided to move seats. I was sitting next to Kelsey and Marvin Spelling. Sam came over and gave Marvin this look like "Oh shit Marvin - look who I have to sit next to". I was SO upset! Then to top it all off - we had this lab in Science and I was wearing Mom's $42 Evan Picone sweater and all this black stuff got all over it! But thank god it came out. But - Sam - how could he...9:30
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