Dear Journal,
It’s the Monday of the first day of school. I’m at Irving now. My teachers think I’m bad. I’m not bad I just keep doing something wrong because its all so new. I met Vanessa; she’s a nice girl. I walk to grandma’s after school and my mom drives me to school.
Monday, August 30, 1999
Saturday, August 14, 1999
Seventeen Magazine
Dear Journal,
I am discontinuing my subscription to Seventeen. Its just too old for me. I wanted something more “my age” so I picked up a Girls Life. I love it!
I can’t sleep so I’m writing. Probably because its so hot!
There is another pet show at the Children’s Museum.
I am discontinuing my subscription to Seventeen. Its just too old for me. I wanted something more “my age” so I picked up a Girls Life. I love it!
I can’t sleep so I’m writing. Probably because its so hot!
There is another pet show at the Children’s Museum.
Monday, August 2, 1999
The Fredins Leave
Dear Journal,
The Fredins are finally leaving tomorrow. I don’t like how Christine hovers around you for awhile and then asks, “what are you doing?” and then you tell her what you are doing and she will keep following you around and you’re just like, GET OFF MY BACK!
I really want to work at the zoo! I may get to work at the petting zoo!
The Fredins are finally leaving tomorrow. I don’t like how Christine hovers around you for awhile and then asks, “what are you doing?” and then you tell her what you are doing and she will keep following you around and you’re just like, GET OFF MY BACK!
I really want to work at the zoo! I may get to work at the petting zoo!
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