June 22, 1982
8:15 A.M.
How am I today? Well, tell me. Will I be in pain again today? Will I not be able to pee? Will there be blood again? If I do die, Mrs. Chasan gets my whole notebook of memoirs. She can have the whole thing.
11:30 A.M.
I just read over, rather looked over all that stuff. I’m still ill. I have a ciggie. It made me high. I hope I finish this book this summer and my blue one also. Then I’ll start my green one for senior year. I can’t wait until I go to Maria’s. I swear I’m going to lose weight. I want to be pretty.
How am I today? Well, tell me. Will I be in pain again today? Will I not be able to pee? Will there be blood again? If I do die, Mrs. Chasan gets my whole notebook of memoirs. She can have the whole thing.
11:30 A.M.
I just read over, rather looked over all that stuff. I’m still ill. I have a ciggie. It made me high. I hope I finish this book this summer and my blue one also. Then I’ll start my green one for senior year. I can’t wait until I go to Maria’s. I swear I’m going to lose weight. I want to be pretty.
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