Michelle's 8th Grade Journal

Flashback Friday

December 18, 1992 (my 14th birthday)

"I Will Remember"

I may cry,
But you will not see it
I May Laugh,
But you will not hear
Does anyone really listen?
Or is it just voices
In my ear?
I am cast out
In the shadows
I am left
In the November Rain
But if you leave,
I will remember
Because you shared
My hurt and pain



January 1, 1993

Dear Journal,

C. has really pissed me off; I am really pissed.

It doesn't matter how much your clothes cost or how much money you have or if you look okay—it's what's inside that counts.

My school has too many damn cliques. What the hell do we need those for? What?

Why can't we all just get along?

You can't judge a book by its cover, so why do we?

The world is too full of bullshit.

F.'s jealous of A.—she says when I'm around her I turn into a snob. Bullshit! I'm just me and if she can't except that, then it's just too damn bad.


I am now listening to Arrested Development.

I think J. got mad today. She is such an awesome artist.


January 27, 1993

Dear Journal,

Hey, it's me again. Guess what? F. and D. were totally nice to me today. Can you believe that?

Well, I wore my contacts today. God, G. is HOT! I swear he was staring at me today! He is SO cute!

Our class is having this big controversy over unicorns. Are they a sign of peace? or are they a cult symbol? Who knows, who cares? S now D., A., F. and I are all writing this report on cults and ouija boards and stuff. I've played with a ouija board and never will again.


January 29, 1993

Dear Journal,

I saw the Nirvana video "In Bloom" last night. I still want to see the video for "Mr. Wendal." But I guess good things come to those who wait, right Journal?

My life is getting better. I have too many friends to count them all.

F. and D. don't seem to be mad at me anymore.

I am beginning to wonder if I have strep throat. Who knows?

My glasses came in yesterday, so I'll be able to wear those when I'm not wearing contacts.

I've decided to diet. That is if I CAN diet. I'll do about ANYTHING for C. not to do better.

Well, gotta go.

Love: Michelle Reeves


12 p.m.

Here comes Tiger. My kitty, kitty, kitty.

I saw the end of the video "Mr. Wendal."



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