A/N: This is a small glimpse into what my life as a teenager was like. All parts of this story are actual excerpts from my diary during 1993-1994, plus some of the poetry I was writing congruently. I've unpublished all parts now, so I'll be adding new thoughts in real time in bold as a type of journal as a type of reflection journal. I'd love to hear what you think of this project! I typed it all up long ago and let it sit. I think it's time to give it some love :)
This diary belongs to: Katie Flynn 1993-1994 - Grades 11 & 12 (And now in 2021, I'm married, have three kids and work in a public library. We live in a smaller city in Ontario, Canada.)
A reader's note: if anyone reads this BUT me or someone with direct permission from me, they will be cursed forever! And when they die they will be sent to live in agony in hell, or heaven, the one they would hate to be in more. In others words; IF YOU READ THIS YOU DIE!! ((You all have permission to read this, so this curse is void!!!))
Yours,
Katie Flynn
{Below are quotes and doodles on the inner cover pages ((see posted picture)):}
My music, my time, my movies, my life - BUTT OUT!
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Please like me says the shrew what can I do I love him.
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Waiting for the sun
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When there is no truth let's end this lie tonight this is easy to understand without your best sun but I see a new sun rising in the east
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I feel a bit of infatuation
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I'm sleepy, grumpy and bashful
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Purple Haze } remake by Cure
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White Zombie ~ #1 band of the summer of 1993 (not including Sloan + Cure)
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Route 666 - Say you love Satan!
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?Why me?
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Smashing Pumpkins
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Someday a woman's name changes to the man she loves and respects and trusts and honours and cares about and shares with and he the same for her. I have a feeling when I'm 40 my name will still be Katie Flynn
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THE GREAT DEPRESSION
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I love Trevor forever
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Disarm you with a smile
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"(My journal)"
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