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Mortification Monday

Sunday, June 4th,

It is only the fourth day of hurricane season and there already is a hurricane. We’ve had a ot of rain but Allison (the hurricane) won’t -directly hit us. I tried the Sun-In I bought yesterday.

Love, Danielle

 

Saturday, June 10th

School is out but I wish it was still in. Then maybe I would have some of my friends, There is an ugly rumor going around school that I I’m saying that Jennifer and Tiffani like Dwayne. I never said that but they wont listen. I’m going to call them to apologize to them if I said anything. If I did anything I didn’t mean to. I’m not that kind of person to tell other people’s secrets. Mari is mad at me because I took a picture with her camera. It was my fault. Yesterday Vanessa and I went bowling. I’m in the process of cleaning my whole room top to bottom. Today I cleaned up my side of the closet. I organized and sorted stuff. I had a softball picnic today. It was okay. I got a letter from Valerie today. I’ll write her back when I’m through in here. 2 weeks from now I’ll be at camp. Yes!! 

I’m babysitting right now. I’ve been wondering if friendship is the key to happiness. If that is true. I guess it is lost.

Love, Danielle.

Notes:

Friendship IS the key to happiness. And puppies.

I am really a nerd. This entry proves it. Hurricanes and cleaning my room? It’s a wonder I ever wound up dating.

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Mortification Monday

In honor of the holidays, here’s an extra long entry in which I detail a slow dance with a boy, Forrest Gump, and how much I love middle school.  Merry Christmas!

Saturday, June 3rd, 1995

Dear Diary,

Before I go into school and the dance and my weekend. I’d like to share something- a phrase: “Your destiny is determined by your future. Our future beholds an unknown life.” As I was cleaning my room I came upon some seashells I could not bear to throw away. As I studied them I realized that each seashell is different. It tells a unique story. It has traveled from a different place. It’s mate or other half, lost at sea or in the sand. I got a letter from Valerie yesterday. I cannot believe we’re going to camp the same week. It’s been raining an awful lot. Yesterday in school the power went out for 2 1/2 hours. I left in 6th.

The 8th grade dance was last night. I didn’t go with anyone. But I did dance with someone. His name was Dwayne Carter. He and I are friends. I wanted to dance with him so I told Tiffany. She told him and then he told me he didn’t want to dance with me. Which was a lie. But as you can see we did dance. I don;t know what song, but I do know that he asked me dance. And we danced close. So close that if we were any closer it would look like we were having sex. His hands were warm and he had them just above my butt. He is my height so it made dancing easier. I rested my chin on his shoulder because that was the only place I could have it. I don’t think I really like him but I don’t know. I have mixed up feelings.

After the dance I spent the night at Jennifer’s house. I had fun. Her sister loves me as in she wouldn’t leave me alone. Jenn and I talked until 1 a.m. She taught me how to play pool and we read magazines. We also looked at yearbooks. We got ours Thursday, They’re cool. Jenn, Mom, and I saw Forrest Gump. It was so sad. I cried. I learned that Papa Dan, mom’s dad, fought in  the Vietnam War. He is depressed about what happened.

I am babysitting Travis S. I am also watching the All Children’s Hospital telethon. Even though I am tired I want to write. I cannot wait until I have a family of my own and my own house and job. I don’t want to leave 8th grade. I’ll miss all my friends like Vanessa and Rebecca and Melissa. I’ll miss my teachers, my locker, my teachers, my homework, ans my middle school. I love my life.

Love, Danielle

Notes:

WTF was up with that phrase I began my entry with? It makes no sense.

Also, this might be the funniest and honest diary entry I’ve ever written.

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Mortification Monday

May 23, 1995

Dear Diary,

I hate my sister. I hate her so much. She gets away with breaking the rules. I get yelled at. See tonight when she came home from her softball game she sat in front of the TV. The rule in our house is you bust bathe when you play a sport. She sat down anyway to watch a TV show that was half over. So I took a long time in the bathroom and used up all of the hot water. Plus she was on TV restriction but Dad forgot until it was too late. I was so upset I started crying. I was mad because I couldn’t watch TV on Sunday night and dad wouldn’t tape my show because I was on TV restriction but Karen got to anyway. 

Karen’s SB team ended up in third place . I love her team. There are so many cute girls who are nice. Sarah, a girl on the team looks up to me. We talk and were friends. She’s a sweet-sweet-sweet girl. There are others on the team who like me but she is my favorite. Guess what? I have Aaron’s number. He gave it to me. Not even Tiffany has it. Some of my friends have begun to shut me out of their lives, like Brinn. I’ve known her since Kindergarten and we’ve been the best of friends. Wow. She doesn’t even look at me. I don’t know why. G2G! M4L!

Love, Danielle

 

Notes: God I was boring.

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Mortification Monday

May 21, 1994

 

Dear Diary,

We Lost the championship softball game. I feel bad because it was partly my fault. I made the 3rd out and I missed a pop fly and I could have thrown someone out at second. Even though I’m upset about the SB game I’m happy. My pen pal Valerie wrote me back. In her letter she said that she was going to camp June 28- July 2nd. That’s the week I’m going. She might b in the confirmation part though, but I’ll still see her at meals , the dance, and every now and then. I mt her last summer at camp and and we’ve been corresponding since I’m on restriction until tomorrow. I can’t watch TV or have fun. I’m angry at Dad. Nana is here just for tonight  and is flying ti China for 3 weeks. I wrote a beautiful poem on the computer. Someday I’ll write it in here but I’d better go.

Love. Danielle

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Mortification Monday

No video today. Call it laziness. 

Sunday, August 14th

Dear Diary,

Well I made it home. Safely and in one piece. I’m glad to be home but I wish I were still at camp . I miss it and my friends. I said goodbye to Mr. Pizza Head today today. He now lives in the church dumpster. Last night T, K and I ditched everyone. We went to pizza hut (again) while they played Truth or Dare in the hotel room. Boy was I glad I went with T and K because L dared B to give Jason a wedgie and dared S to unzip his pants and pull them down. They did other gross stuff too.

Love,

Danielle

Notes: This might have been when my love affair with pizza started. 

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