April 2, 1981

The argument was over the connotations in The Rocking Horse Winner. I got really hyper and everyone got mad at me and certainly disagreed with me. HA. PUH! God that was funny!

We're having an argument now.

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(Later): It's so beautiful outside now at 2:31. The sky is blue! And I'm sitting in study hall. Wowee kazowee!

(Author's note: I completely whited-out the early part of this entry. I believe I know why. Mrs. Chasan, my English teacher, was my favorite teacher. I so wanted her to be my friend in real life and I wanted to confide things to her and have her be like an older sister to me. When we later became very close - a subject I will be writing about ad infinitum - I went back to my earlier diaries and erased everything negative I ever said about her. I regret this, but at the time, I so wanted to give her my diaries to read because I thought she could actually help me (maybe like a therapist) if she read my diaries and understood me better. That never happened. But I did erase anything negative I ever wrote about her. I was at times extremely angry at her for reasons that will be evident as I get deeper into my diaries).