Category Archives: Diary Friday

Diary Friday: “Hugging and kissing can be quite complicated (at least if I’m involved in it).”

My desire to “do” Diary Friday comes in waves. Sometimes I am drawn to the high school journals, sometimes to the junior high school journals (even more mortifying) and sometimes – rarely – I am drawn to later entries, when … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “I think the masculine race is wonderful.”

Two entries from my junior year of high school (I posted them 3 years ago or so -but I thought it was time to unearth them.) The second entry, reading it now, made me laugh so hard that tears streamed … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “I guess I have this thing for Sting in a sling.”

This mortifying entry is from the summer in between my sophomore and junior year. Frankly, I sound bi-polar. The ending just cracks me up. It is 100% sincere. August 17 I am SO happy! I’m TOO happy! The past few … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “I’m pretty punk tonight with my jeans, purple coat and safety pins.”

This one is almost too embarrassing for me to get through. When I was a freshman in high school, my parents yanked us out of school – all 4 of us – ranging in age from 14 to 4 – … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “Haikus and humidifiers.”

Not really full diary entries, just quotes and snippets and fragments I scribbled in the back of notebooks that I kept during a 4 month period in Chicago. I’ve posted some of this before. Some make me LAUGH, others make … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “I have made up my mind to remain a virgin.”

Yet another entry from my junior year in high school for Diary Friday: My junior year: an unrequited love with the passion of a thousand suns blossoms for a guy named David. Naturally, nothing ever happened with David. But he … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “Oh I feel like a tragic hero. My arrogance is my tragic flaw.”

It is time now to return to my junior year in high school. I have tried to put it off, but I can no longer do so. I am 16 years old. I am so in love with a boy … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “Betsy went on sternly, ‘He has on a girl’s headband. Please forget him.'”

Let’s get mortified, shall we? This diary entry describes a Hawaiian dance in my sophomore year of high school.

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Diary Friday: “And then, of course, there was the Bo Deans debacle …”

Not a typical entry, and some of these quotes have made it onto the blog before. In the back of each journal I keep (and I don’t really keep a journal anymore, but that’s beside the point) – I list … Continue reading

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Diary Friday: “He also wore shiny black shoes with buckles, so we called him ‘Mr. Pilgrim’ and ‘Mr. Turkey’.”

Another excerpt from the autobiography I wrote when I was 13. I am now going to embarrass my friend Mere. Good times! Here I describe the beginning of junior high – which was uniformly terrible. SHEILA’S AUTOBIOGRAPHY After sixth grade, … Continue reading

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