In which I confess how I hate everyone.
Mortification Monday
In today's entries I declare my love of Carmen Sandiego, how I miss steak and beef jerky and how I can't wait to have kids. Only one of these is still true. Can you guess which one? April 14 1995
Mortification Monday
In which we jump ahead six months and I tell you my whole life story in the span of three minutes. April 14 1995
Mortification Monday
Better late than never! As always the boy drama is high and one of today's entries involves a boy "skeeting" on me. So gross.
Bad Poetry Friday
Nothin' at All She treats her body like dirt Trying to gain control of the hurt Nothing goes in or even comes out You can only recognize her by her pout Using her body to gain control, while losing it to chase something she can't hold Her waist has dropped from okay to small The … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mortification Monday
Apparently "boy-crazy is an understatement. Here I discuss crushes on 6 guys. MM Oct 27 and 28
Bad Poetry Friday
Own Little World c 1994 In her own little world she is safe and secure Nothing bad could ever hurt her She dreams and thinks and lives in her mind Memories and laughter forever after entwine She doesn't eat or sleep or [lay and doesn't see that her body is wasting away Until she … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mortification Monday
Today's entry is not quite as heartbreaking as last week's entry was. And I ask myself, "Am I boy-crazy?" Oct 22 1994
Bad Poetry Friday
Help c 1993 Help, I've fallen for you Jesus, this love can't be true I can't be doing this but I want your sweet kiss Your You're just a bad boy and I'm teacher's pet but I felt the sparks fly when we first met. Notes: I can't stop laughing at this.
The most despressing Mortification Monday ever
I'm serious folks, this entry is full of the sads. Forget boy drama, I'm heartbroken over losing another pet and being dumped by a friend. The makings of a middle grade novel, perhaps?
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