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A Winged Soul

Posted in My Diary on May 16, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

This is from my diary in 1982, when I was twelve. It is here that we can begin to see my personal pain translated into an honest attempt at fiction, and, of course, the questioning of my true identity. My mom calls me for dinner. I ask, “Mom, if people fly in airplanes, why don’t people have wings?” My mom [...]

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September 19, 1981

Posted in My Diary on February 27, 2007 | Leave a Comment »

In this journal entry, we see my ever-growing obsession with time juxtaposed against my hypochondriatic tendencies.  Today’s date is 9/19/81 at 5:45. I played a game of soccer today. It is now 5:46. During the game I hurt my heel. It’s been hurting for about a week. It is now 5:47. Today it’s been hurting [...]

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August 29, 1981

Posted in My Diary on December 11, 2006 | 1 Comment »

Another entirely unedited diary entry from when I was eleven years old.  Maybe I was in a rush? I have no idea what trick I’m talking about, either. Also, notice that we can already see the beginnings of my “purse issues”  as well as the beginnings of my feelings of isolation and longing to be understood. It’s especially clear when you get to [...]

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June 7th – July 12

Posted in My Diary on December 4, 2006 | Leave a Comment »

More of my eleven year old thoughts. Today we went to Boppy and Grandma’s house. We went to the Muppets. I thought it was going to be live but it wasn’t. We just saw the puppets. But was real fun anyway. The next day we went to the Pacific Ocian. That was fun. I liked [...]

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July 6th, 1981

Posted in My Diary on November 22, 2006 | Leave a Comment »

In this never-before-published poem, our author, age 11, expresses sadness over her friend Becky Vassis’ move from small town Pleasanton to the big metropolis that is Reno, NV.  My friend is gone and so is she. She’s gone to where things are free. I don’t think I’ll see her again. But we will remain the best of friends. So [...]

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July 3, 1981

Posted in My Diary on November 17, 2006 | Leave a Comment »

The reason why I haven’t been writing in my diary for such a long time is because I’ve been forgetting to. Today at swim practice I got 3 ribbons, 1st, 2nd and Particapant. Now I really like swim meets but I can’t go to the next one because I am going to my Boppy and [...]

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June 28, 1981

Posted in My Diary on November 12, 2006 | Leave a Comment »

This is another unedited entry from my diary. My sister woke me up again. This time she sang I’m a Believer. I must say she’ll never make it as a singer. Her singing reminded me of a terrible song my Aunt Mary taught me.* It goes like this.

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