March 8, 1992
Diary | Age 14 | Tacoma
I actually had a big fear of mine to relate to you, but for some reason I chose to hold it in. I’ll bet the little sucker will sneak in somehow though.
Babysat for Gabe and his new baby sister– Alexis. I wonder if I will make a good mum– watching them every once in awhile is OK, but full time? Hmmmmm.
I really must get into the Cure– is so hard to follow such music, to keep up.
I have this “dream”..
..(the only real thought– that kind of thought– that I have put into E.M. (Eugene/Mark Hunter).
As it goes, we both attend his really cool concert– R.E.M. or something..
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March 8, 1995
Diary | Age 17 | Tacoma
Over a week since I last wrote. Many ups and more downs.
I was very happy/sad on Friday night..
..but most happy because Mike and I spent the night at Mark’s h. w/Ian, and sleeping with Mike is always wonderful. Keep reading →
February 28, 1995
Diary | Age 17 | Tacoma
Nice, beautiful day. Stayed home, because my alarm didn’t wake me in time (bit more– but not important). Got much work done this morn. Even watched a Fellini. Mike skipped school, and spent most of the morning with me. Sunny, beautiful. Tutored twice– & Michelle. Made dinner. (I really hate cooking for my family).
Mike tells me that our Wordsworth teacher believes we have been cheating. Keep reading →
Diary | Age 14 | Tacoma
