Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Saturday, March 2, 1985 (age 13)



Well, today really sucked. We went to the next town over and I got a Daryl Hall & John Oates poster, new shoes for the dance and a can of Coke. Then we went home. What I wore to the dance was: my pink shirt, my grey shirt, my pink and grey vest, my grey jeans and my new pink and grey sneakers. The dance? Well, it started out OK, Tyler wasn't really having a good time though. When the first slow dance came on, I was hoping he would ask me. The second one I went to ask him, but he just ran off with Victor and Neil. The rest was just so horrid I won't write it in here.

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