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Category Archives: Diary Friday
Diary Friday: “Okay, so you know Oedipus?”
This diary entry is from the beginning of my junior year in high school, which would be a very tumultuous year, full of the scheming/planning of a gigantic crush, and then heartbreak at the end of the year. An arc … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “When I was sitting there, did he glance down at me when I didn’t know? I’m going crazy.”
Welcome, to my junior year in high school, when I had a giant crush (really more like a full-blown love affair – totally one-sided) with a guy named David. It’s really heating up here. In my own mind. Feb. 8 … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “I glanced over at the two theatre majors and the guy grinned reassuringly at me.”
Me, Joanna, Brett, and Chuck E. Cheese, the place Brett chose to host his 21st birthday party. I’m 16. Tomorrow is my friend Brett’s birthday. Brett died in February of 2011, suddenly. It was a horrible horrible thing. I have … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “Mummy Gina referred to it as: ‘the infamous trip to Canada.'”
This journal entry is from early in my freshman year in college. I describe a family trip to my grandmother’s condo. This is the O’Malley side of the family. I find this entry very poignant. I sound anxious about what … Continue reading
Diary Friday: “We Came Back Up To Our Rooms and I Studied English For a While, So I Could Watch Trapper John, M.D., With Gorgeous Gregory Harrison.”
When we were kids, our parents pulled us out of school and took us to Ireland. The age ranges of the O’Malley children at that time went from 14 (me) to 4 (Siobhan). Dad was on sabbatical and he took … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “17 says that a hearty laugh is equal to a 3-mile run. If that is so, then why am I not anorexic?
Here’s one from my sophomore year in high school. It’s mortifying to share this. And being mortified publicly is what I’m all about. JANUARY 7 J. came home with me today. I cannot explain the fun. [And then I proceed … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “Big news: J. overheard that Nick and Eric were going to ‘Ghostbusters’ tonight down at the Pier Cinema – so we decided to go and stalk them.”
This is a series of entries from the last week of my Junior year in high school. Finals week. As I was going through all of these – well, first of all, I was roaring with laughter at certain points … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “I have passé compose and plus-que-parfait streaming out of my nose right now.”
Ah, the horrors of “finals week” in high school. I think I’m 15 years old here. JUNE Day 1 Today is the last official day of school. Just finals – the SUMMER and CAMP!!!!!!!!!!!!! We had the funnest time in … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “I’ll Call Him Lance, Cause He Looked Like Lance Kerwin.”
Every Friday night in high school my friends and I would descend upon “Ocean Skate”, the local roller rink. It was always an evening full of flirtation, agony, doom, joy, music, and hormones. Here is a diary entry from my … Continue reading
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Diary Friday: “Je me souvienes d’une belle nuit en hiver quand Jayne W, Meredith W et Dolores T sont venues chez moi pour aller au Edwards Cinema avec moi pour voir Les Raideurs d’Arche Perdu.”
This entry from my junior year of high school is dizzying in its roller coaster of moods. COLUMBUS DAY – No school I’m starting to perk up. I mean, it really is up to me, you know. [Yes, Sheila, we … Continue reading
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