April 4, 1981
Written one productive friday morning during (an obvious answer).
Guard cells control the size of the stomata which helps regulate water loss. The stem is an organ of support and transport. Stems are either wood or herbaceous. The external structure of a stem is characterized by buds, nodes, and scars.
I was inadvertently mean to Ellen yesterday. I better control myself. Today Ellen isn't in school, or at least right now. She said that she didn't want to come in today but said she had to because of the Bio test. So hopefully I will see her. Hopefully. And hopefully this weekend. Hopefully! Ellen has to got to Temple tonight and I hope Barbara is better now. She had this awful horrible headache for 2 whole days! Hope she is much better, and Thomas too. I hope he didn't eat that cottage cheese! Tomorrow my mom and Barbara are going to Redding, Penn. for underwear. This weekend we have so much shit to do for history; newspapers, test, essays, and term paper. I can't wait until this history class is over. I should be studying my Bio now. I am wearing my Hathaway shirt like Ellen and Miss MacWhinney's. I can't bend down because my areas will show. This is Michelle's brown pen. She was nice to loan it to me. Little did she know I was going to do this with it. ---------STOP WRITING.
Melissa takes her driver's test on Monday. I hope she passes. By the way, I lost my card, Uncle Hoffman!
(Author's note: I was very dependent on Ellen and Barbara, Ellen's mother, during this period of my life. I relied on them way too much, as if they were responsible for my happiness and not me. I obsessed about Barbara and thought Ellen was the luckiest kid in the world to have Barbara for her mother. I wished that Barbara was my mother. In many many ways, Barbara mothered me and accepted me and drew me into her life and sort of adopted me as her second daughter and said as much. I was ecstatic. Thomas is Ellen's little brother and he had and still has Crohn's disease. I stayed in their house so much that I became a fixture there. That is why a year later when Ellen and I went our separate ways, I was angry with her. Angry that she shouldn't have abandoned me knowing what my home situation was like. Angry that she should have been more sensitive to my needs. When I think about this, I realize how totally stupid this was of me. Ellen had her own needs of course, but I didn't realize anyone else's needs but my own at the time).
Guard cells control the size of the stomata which helps regulate water loss. The stem is an organ of support and transport. Stems are either wood or herbaceous. The external structure of a stem is characterized by buds, nodes, and scars.
I was inadvertently mean to Ellen yesterday. I better control myself. Today Ellen isn't in school, or at least right now. She said that she didn't want to come in today but said she had to because of the Bio test. So hopefully I will see her. Hopefully. And hopefully this weekend. Hopefully! Ellen has to got to Temple tonight and I hope Barbara is better now. She had this awful horrible headache for 2 whole days! Hope she is much better, and Thomas too. I hope he didn't eat that cottage cheese! Tomorrow my mom and Barbara are going to Redding, Penn. for underwear. This weekend we have so much shit to do for history; newspapers, test, essays, and term paper. I can't wait until this history class is over. I should be studying my Bio now. I am wearing my Hathaway shirt like Ellen and Miss MacWhinney's. I can't bend down because my areas will show. This is Michelle's brown pen. She was nice to loan it to me. Little did she know I was going to do this with it. ---------STOP WRITING.
Melissa takes her driver's test on Monday. I hope she passes. By the way, I lost my card, Uncle Hoffman!
(Author's note: I was very dependent on Ellen and Barbara, Ellen's mother, during this period of my life. I relied on them way too much, as if they were responsible for my happiness and not me. I obsessed about Barbara and thought Ellen was the luckiest kid in the world to have Barbara for her mother. I wished that Barbara was my mother. In many many ways, Barbara mothered me and accepted me and drew me into her life and sort of adopted me as her second daughter and said as much. I was ecstatic. Thomas is Ellen's little brother and he had and still has Crohn's disease. I stayed in their house so much that I became a fixture there. That is why a year later when Ellen and I went our separate ways, I was angry with her. Angry that she shouldn't have abandoned me knowing what my home situation was like. Angry that she should have been more sensitive to my needs. When I think about this, I realize how totally stupid this was of me. Ellen had her own needs of course, but I didn't realize anyone else's needs but my own at the time).
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