In honor of my upcoming 35th birthday, I’ll be posting random diary entries (when you’re a teen, it’s a “diary,” not a “journal”) from my 17th, 17 1/2th year (because that’s half my lifetime ago). I won’t will edit for language – the entries are (mostly) what they are.
June 26, 1991
I’m bored, I’m going stir-crazy, the weather sucks, I lost my wallet, I have to wait ten days ’til [boy I like] gets back, THIS SUMMER SUCKS! AND [boy I used to like] might be here this weekend. I really am not sure how I feel about that. He probably won’t come, anyway. I AM SO BORED! I think I’ll go get a cigarette.