You will not believe what’s been going on! Natalie walked in the door after school and recieved a phone call from Jordan, dumping her. Yeah right! Then later Em got a phone call from Joe P. who told her that Doug wanted to kiss her.

Well, M called me after Joe called her and told me as she was telling me, she realized that Joe P. sounded like Jeremy L. So we think we know who did it! I just can’t believe that he has such a non-existant life that he has to screw M’s, Doug’s, Nat & Jordan’s!

Playing the tuba was cool!

Love,

Jennifer Heller

Well, my second friday in the school year, and the cool group broke apart. Yes, Jordan dumped, or rather broke up with Nat at lunch, and Emily dumped, and I do mean dumped, Doug during the break between 7th and 8th period. I knew M was going to dump him, but I had no clue Jordan was going to dump Nat. I didn’t even find out about it till after school.

I really hope this doesn’t break

the cool group apart. It’s scary though. I really think Dave likes Nat and now she’s free. Nothing can stop him. I don’t know why Jordan dumped Nat, though. I really want to know.

I danced with Dave in P.E. I don’t know if I still like him, but it kinda hurts to terminate the interest I haven’t liked someone for that long in so long. I mean, I’ve liked him all summer. But I don’t even know if I ever did. I also realize that there’s not much hope for even a friendship with him. We really don’t have anything in common.

But you know what’s ironic? How both couples were destroyed today. And with all the prank phone calls, I have to wonder if maybe the phone calls had some power over us and made M dump Doug and Joe dump Nat. Well, now I’m thinking like my life is a horror story, which it ain’t. But I really hope the cool group stays together and that I can stop liking DAve.

Depressedly yours,

Jennifer Heller

Oh yeah. It says that.

Sun 9-18-94

Do you notice how at the beginning of each entry I write really, or kinda neat and by the end it’s barely legible at all?

Guess what? I don’t like Dave anymore. I decided that. It’s easy to decide things like that when you aren’t seeing the person. Well we’ll see tomorrow.

Yesterday, Em, Nat, Katie and I went to the mall. It was a blast.

I’m rather scared about tomorrow and what will happen to the cool group. I hope we’ll eat together. But I guess it’s up to the guys. Dave will stick around whether or not they do. Goody!

Well, we’ll see what happens.

I Love <3 ??

Jennifer Heller

Only time will tell…

Wed 9-21-94

Today could very well be my worst day yet in the eighth grade. I was basically depressed all day. But P.E. really did it. I was pretty depressed when I got to P.E. Right off, I noticed that Emily C. was dancing with Dave for the second time in a row. Well that didn’t bother me that much. I don’t like Dave anymore, right? Yeah, sure.

Well I asked some guy to be my partner. Well, we asked each other. He looked familiar; I knew he was in my grade. Well, he turned out to be a great dancer. I consider myself to be a pretty good dancer, but I was really nervous dancing with him. I really wanted to ask him to be my partner for the dance contest, or at least I wanted someone good like him for my partner, but I didn’t ask. He was very good and I don’t know how good I am so I didn’t ask. Well, the P.E. teachers had the people entering the dance contest on one side of the gym and the rest on the other.

Well, I glanced over and noticed Dave and Emily on the side with the people entering. That pounded another stake in my heart. A while later, Jenny L., runs over to my partner and asked him to be her friend’s partner in the contest. I know it didn’t matter but when he just upped and left like that my heart fell to the sweaty gym floor, and shattered in to thousands of tiny fragments. I don’t know why it hurts so. I guess it was, or I’m judging it as just another rejection to add to my list. I know it doesn’t matter, but it hurts, it really does. Badly. I hoped he’d come up after class and apologize or something but he didn’t. And I guess in my heart I knew he wouldn’t. I mean to him, I’m just another dance partner. He’s had quite a few. I’m just another face in the crowd. Nobody special.

Rejectedly yours,

Jennifer Heller

P.S.: I’m so depressed and hurt