Monday, March 11, 1985 (age 13)



Today Tyler and I got called down to Mr. Evans's office. He was harder than I thought. I was going to explain my half of the story but I have never been in a conversation with him and he scared the shit out of me. He said he was calling my parents to "explain" it to them. We aren't in trouble, and after Dad and I and Mr. Evans had our little talk, Dad really doesn't care. I'm like SIKE! Well, I'm going to SLEEP now so GOOD-NIGHT. I will see ya'll tomorrow. 9:45