Tuesday April 17th 1984 7:38 a.m.
I'm in the library. I have a ton to do today but I'm going to write a little bit in here today. I have appointment with my counselor today, thank goodness. I really need to talk.
I got a note from the pastor about excusing me from school Friday, for the trip to Syracuse. the principal today he said it was an educational trip and I would be excused. I'm glad. I was afraid I couldn't go.
Today's going to be a rotten day I can tell already. 3rd period I'm going to be swamped. I have to do English, social studies, and I also have a chemistry test today.
Only today and tomorrow left. Thursday I'll be leaving for Syracuse. Saturday I'll be coming back and then I have the whole next week off. Good! I really need a vacation. I'll just be hanging around and not doing anything special though.
I think we're supposed to have an assembly or something today about drinking and driving. Wonderful. I wonder which class I'll get to miss
10:25 a.m. same day
The assembly was during my study hall. I had homework to finish too, but I couldn't. oh well. If I make it through today and tomorrow, I'll be okay. Just two days. I guess I can do it. I have to go to the ladies room. I'll have to wait till math is over. I'm not going to be able to handle it if my math teacher gives me a hard time today. I want to go to sleep. I didn't write a new essay for English. I didn't have time. It doesn't matter anyway
Wednesday April 18th 1984 12:12 p.m.
I started to write this in English but I didn't have time to finish. I got a 95 on an essay I wrote on that book I read in study hall. the book that was about the teen that killed himself. Of course I could easily identify.
we had standardized tests periods 1 through 4 and then I had to write an essay for English. I'm exhausted. my chemistry and social studies teachers are both absent
Helen will be coming to my house after school. I don't really want to spend all afternoon with her but we have to practice.
I wrote Patty a letter and mailed it yesterday. hopefully she'll get it today.
12:35 p.m. same day
I'm in chemistry. I'm supposed to be taking a practice regents exam but I can't even understand the questions. They don't make one bit of sense
I wonder if my English teacher read that essay yet. She asked me how I was feeling and if I was doing better. She's the only one that ever asks that. I guess nobody else really cares enough to ask. At least there's one person in this stupid school who cares.
I am so tired. My stomach hurts and I want to sleep. I don't want to be in stupid chemistry.
I hope Helen decides not to stay after school because I don't feel like staying after today. I should just ride home and let her come to my house on the late bus. But I wont. I'll find somewhere to go.
The jerk behind me just announced to the class "did you see that rainstorm yesterday? it was participating pretty hard huh?" Before the class started he was walking around with a huge pair of tongs. what a geek.
only 20 minutes till the period ends. Tomorrow I leave for Syracuse. Just the thought of spending 3 days with Bonnie, Mark, and Helen. Bleechh!
I will try calling Patty today because I'll be gone all weekend. It's been a week since I've talked to her. Only 6 minutes left then we're seeing some movie I got to go now
11:07 p.m. same day
It's late and I've got to sleep, but first I want to write about today.
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