Diary-E

Continued rummaging has brought forth childhood diaries.  Or rather adolescent diaries.  Scary stuff.  But I’m going to be brave.  Not that there’s anything earth shattering in there, more self-exposing than anything.  Like an x-ray.

1977 (3 days in January)

January 1 
Saturday – This morning I woke up at 10:00 but got out of bed at 12:00 noon.  I ate my lunch and watched the Rose Bowl Parade.  I washed my hair and Joe A. was over staring at me and grabbing my butt – it was fun.  I watched a few football bowls all day.  Jackie’s friend came over late afternoon.  We ate spaghetti for supper.  Lorenzo called and we talked a long time.  Jackie and Bob had a fight on the phone.  While watching Starsky & Hutch, Glenn called and we talked awhile.  Then watched Carol Burnett with those guys.  Ranked down Jackie because she’s dumb.  Good day.

(Omg – that’s crazy.  FYI – Jackie is my older sister.  I’ve changed some names to protect the guilty.  The worked “ranked” means tease, bust on, goof on (it’s a 70’s thing.)

(I love how much of my day consists of reporting on what I watched, what I ate, and which boy I was talking to.  “Grabbing my butt”….am I serious?  That’s so ridiculous.  Funny how after saying that my sister was dumb I remarked that it was a good day.  Must’ve been the spaghetti dinner.)

January 21
Friday – Went to school and got my eyes and ears checked – perfect!  Got detention slip in English.  Took half the math test.  Ate spaghetti in Foods and was sick the rest of the day.  Ate lasagna for lunch.  Kathy O’Neill sneezed about 207 times!  After school just suffered and didn’t eat anything all night.  Watched Donny and Marie and most of Love Boat II and I fell asleep.  So tired tonight. Went to bed!

(Again – it was all about food and television.  And someone sneezed alot.  Exciting life.)

January 29
Saturday – Today is my 14th birthday.  Mom woke me up at 11:15 and I came downstairs and washed my hair and opened my gifts.  I got 40 dollars altogether, a little teddy bear Buff and earrings.  I went to a Stratford YMCA swim meet with Moira.  A retarded man sat next to me and kissed me (cause my birthday) and bugged me all day.  No open dip after (RATS!)  Went home to Moira’s and we ate good pizza.  Came home and ate french fries from Mac’s.  Then lit candles on pie at 5:56.  Went bowling tonight with Moira, Mary and Howie.  Mary game me grape Lipsmackers and a funny card.  Came home and watched tv.  Thought of Glenn.

(Again with washing the hair – what’s the deal with always noting that?  I apologize for my politically incorrect self not being more understanding of those with disabilities.  And the “open dip” (RATS!) comment was a disappointment with there being no free swim after the meet and had nothing to do with actual “rats”…Rats = damn back then – a Charlie Brown reference I suspect.  And don’t you just love my fabulous healthy diet – pizza, french fries, pie?!)

February to come…..