This is me in Grade Nine

This is my real diary from 9th grade. 1996-1997. I am rereading it, as I wished I would when I wrote it. I am sharing it as I wished I would when I wrote it. I can only hope that someone who feels the same can read this and know that in the end of this year, I got through it.

Thursday, September 23

09-23-1996

Today was an above-average day, I didn't even want to cry. It seemed to me like I got over Johanne, but I'm sure it's just because I saw Shawna a few days ago. When will I work up the courage to tell her how I feel, and what happens? I know it would simplify my life. Wouldn't it? Hmm.
How would I put it?
Oh well, shawna can't talk past 10:00, it's a school night. (I just learned that)

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