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.
Monday, July 15, 2013
Wednesday, December 4, 1985
Today was kind of dull with a few exceptions. Mr. Futsch called me into his office today and started asking all sorts of questions relating to why I didn't go to the Day After Thanksgiving Parade. Then, at the end, he said he was going to PUNISH me for not going! His exact word, people, was PUNISH. I was rolling! That was the highlight of today, not much else - 10:10
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