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June 16, 1993

June 19, 2011

The 92-93 school year is almost over. One and a half days left.

Now it’s PARTY time. Well almost now.

Today we got our year books. I have alot of people’s signature in it.

How come everyone says my signature is cool? Here it is:

Amy says it was bad, and everyone was commenting on it.

I got two awards at the ceremony yesterday.

Alexis is POed at us. At least at me. Not like I care or anything. Would you care if Alexis was POed at you? Would you use the term

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August 18, 1992

August 19, 2010

School starts in 19 or 20 days. How awful. I’m so nervous. How can I survive? I don’t even know what I’m going to wear. Oh God.

For the first time EVER, I actually have really bad handwriting, but for some reason did not see fit to mention it. It must have been the nerves.

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August 15, 1992

August 16, 2010

I get $2.50 a week now. Only 23 days til school! I’m totally nervous. I can’t even write neatly. Read on…

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July 1, 1992

July 1, 2010

Jamie will never be my friend. I have never made the first move. Maybe I could invite her over. Nah! Face it, Jennifer. You’ll never make the first move! Now I’m talking dates. I could never go up to a guy and say ‘I like you.’ Impossible. I couldn’t do that. Oh well.

Hard to believe that 18 years later I would walk into a bar and make new friends.

Read on…

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May 25, 1992

May 25, 2010

I’m confused. Ana didn’t know who Steve is. She is in love big time. She’s making me be the writer for her notes. Now Peter thinks I like him. Ana says I have the neatest handwriting in the whole fifth grade. Is it true? Does Steve know?

I'm sure that Steve realized that my handwriting was in fact the neatest of everyone in the entire fifth grade.

I'm sure that Steve realized that my handwriting was in fact the neatest of everyone in the entire fifth grade.

Jamie likes Steve. That’s something we have in common. Does Steve like me? He’s been on my mind all weekend. Steve is one of the only boys in the fifth grade that doesn’t like somebody. Maybe he doesn’t like someone or likes someone but doesn’t tell anyone.