Saturday, June 22, 1985 (age 13)



Today was OK. I got up at 9, and no one was home! (except for Marcy [ed note: Olivia's daughter] of course). We had breakfast, and then her father came home. I was supposed to go riding today, but the girl (who owns the horse) wasn't home. I met this boy Tad, who acts just like Dexter Driscoll (obscene). Marcy said he was cute, but after the parade and carnival, when I was introduced - oh yuck! I could have killed Marcy for even suggesting it! 11:35