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.

Monday, October 25

10-24-1996

Well, today was the first day in a while that I haven't been depressed. I was kind of sad, bored a lot, but otherwise I am happy. Beth seemed to be a little less then excited during P.E., she didn;t even move for the ball. Carla was like that too. I didn't say anything, she probably had something on her mind.
I have decided to try to stop cracking my knuckles, toes, back, neck, and whatever else I crack 3 times a class. Talk about a compulsion. It's hard! It is like I need to do it. My joints feel stiff, odd.
-other thought-
I will probably look back on this when I'm older, like 20 or something. Seems pretty distant now. How will I look? Will girls like me? will I pursue computers, or one of the Sciences? or something else?
we leave for Yosemite in abotu 2 days. sunday mornin'. Wow. I hope it doesn't suck. I hope I find a special someone (yeah right)
-Spam!

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