tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8127463928908375192012-02-16T05:25:59.665-05:00Old diaries pulled out of boxes chronicling the troubles of a young girl...Avahnoreply@blogger.comBlogger331100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-37098080427122517352000-04-30T15:31:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:56:31.125-05:00

Note: Family story. Michelle, Sheri, Sharon, Casey are cousinsWA wasn't that bad actually. It was fun for the most part. On Saturday we did nothing interesting. Just went to Target. On Sunday we had Easter Sunday at Michelle's. It was cool. I got a beanie, but I already had that one. On Monday we went to Lunch with Sheri. On Tuesday we went to a town called Leavensworth. It was a little

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-7690642350557286112000-04-21T15:28:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:31:25.902-05:00

Adventure time! Yeah right! I'm stuck in the airport on my way to Seattle. Ok. Now about my play. I was fantastic! Everyone saw I was better than Mary. It was so much fun! On Saturday I was late for scene 13 and Mary gave me a look that could have froze Hell! I could have killed her! As soon as the curtain closed after our bows, I started crying. I can take French and Spanish next year

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-55286552731858839012000-03-17T15:26:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:27:50.971-05:00

Happy St. Patrick's Day!We had a field test for the GEPAs. It was on visual and performaning arts. It was so easy!! Well for me anyway. Well, I have great news! Adam is coming for dinner tonight! Without his sister too! Well Later!

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-72686622807266420392000-03-15T15:24:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:26:06.797-05:00

My life is so depressing. I miss Natalie so much. I loved her. But not in a gay way. In a best friend/sister kind of way. It just makes me so sad when I think how I'll never write her a note again, or how she'll never sleep-over again, how we'll never visit at our houses again, or how we'll never talk again, I'm gonna cry now. I'm teary so far. Well night for now.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-90688379870946990222000-03-13T15:19:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:23:57.415-05:00

I'm not suicidal anymore. I guess it was just a bad day. I'm gonna be a fashion designer now. It's my job of the week. My clothes'll be -----(my last name). In that print with the accent. Oh well. I really want to change. I have to clear my thoughts and emotions. No, I have to release them. I have to cry, dance, mope, sing. I have to do everything I feel and then start over with no

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-20467956468587388272000-03-10T15:18:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:19:48.348-05:00

Ok. Yep, I'm suicidal. Mrs. DeGrazy is putting my song in the play. It'll be nice if I'm around for the performance. I think I'm gonna do it on Sunday, when no one's home. Natalie says I have a lot going for me. I can't think of a thing.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-39130918817638980572000-03-08T15:09:00.000-05:002007-02-23T15:17:53.097-05:00

31 Days until my b-day! Yay! I got a new haircut last night. I had like 6 in. cut off. But it looks kind of bad. But, I hope it grows really fast. I only had like 2 complements today so far. L.A. was pretty easy. It's so warm It's like May! Mr. Posts's class went out for recess and they cut across the parking lot and didn't make a lot of noise. It was really nice not to have the recess

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-67276473850694460542000-03-07T01:34:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:39:40.577-05:00

Part 1 of the Math sectio is over. God! Those open-ended questions were hard! I couldn't even answer the first oe! I wonder if I could see Adam on Sunday. I'm going shoppig at the mall with Sally on Saturday!Wow! The second one was much easier. I'm so tired. I started my Home Ec. project. I made the sofa. I have to figure out what I'm gonna do for the legs of the sofa and chair. I'm

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-46336675904109796742000-03-06T01:41:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:34:47.742-05:00

Back, James is such an asshole! Ok. Now I think I'm suicidal. I'd rather be dead than live. I'm o a diet again. It'll never work. I do't believe in hell, but I hope James burns there. He is such an arrogant, obnoxious prick. And if he asks again why he's in my diary, I'll tell him exactly. I just wish I was dead. Or, maybe I could live somewhere else. I'd love to live in Japan. I

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-21106713585449639432000-03-06T01:27:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:31:37.243-05:00

Oh my God!!! I hate the GEPA's! Well, at least one day is over. There are all these questios about tides and moons. We never learned that stuff! It's awful. For some odd reaso I can't wait until the L.A. parts. I sort of like to write now. I feel really well prepared for the L.A. part. Thank you Mrs. Taylor! I'll bet Mrs. Marshall hasn't done any good GEPA preparation. I heard Mrs.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-12143767273886796712000-03-03T01:25:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:27:12.685-05:00

I just took the Anne Frank test. I failed it. I didn't know any of the stuff. In home ec. we're making shadow boxes of a room we design. I'm going to do it of my ideal living room. With the same furniture. Later. Period's almost over.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-37684302495404062252000-02-28T13:26:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:25:49.618-05:00

Back, Sarah said I should join swim team next year. I don't know. Only if I loose weight. I don't understand why everybody hates her. She's real nice. Oh well. I'll think about it.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-49992508575501464472000-02-28T13:22:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:24:00.490-05:00

It's basically just days until the GEPA test. I don't understand why we have to take it. We'll go to high school into any class no matter how we do on it. Oh well. After play practice I'm gonna do my tae- bo. It's for exercise. I was gonna do it this morning, but I was so tired. Well, Later.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-25277495384459573542000-02-27T13:11:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:50:23.302-05:00

Written to Natalie 2/26/00i want you to know that even though we aren't friends and you hate me i consider you my confidant. you know the real me, and you're the only one who knows the real me. i'm trying to change and i see that it's a slow, slow process. you might have noticed that i'm trying to be very nice to you. like on the bus and in home ec. when i was making small talk. that's my

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-38992691609475891062000-02-27T13:06:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:11:26.917-05:00

Mom and Brian got me the Guys and Dolls soundtrack. I love it. I've enclosed a letter I've writte to Natalie. 6 months since I considered Natalie and I friends. I want to cry, but it isn't coming out. I'm gonna try. I'm gonna start being dedicated. Starting with my diet. "I, Avah, am going to exercise and diet Every single day until I reach my goal of 125 lbs." And let no one stand in my

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-51677564996644819472000-02-23T13:04:00.000-05:002007-01-04T01:06:15.333-05:00

Had play practice today. I don't see how we get it all done in about 2 months. Well, later.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-32152461869295997862000-02-20T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:49:54.492-05:00

Man that guy was weird! I slept til 2 PM!! It's my new record. All cause he kept me up. Eww. He just screams child molester. Enough about him. Nikki [my dog] is so cute! I love her! Do I actually have nothing to write about? I think so. Who Wants to Be a Millionare. Biggest game show of 1999 & 2000. I really don't have anything to say. So good night!

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-30370066137585878462000-02-20T04:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:51:26.105-05:00

I just talked to this old guy for 3 hours. I think he's a child molester or something. Cause he was asking me all these personal questions and asking if he could see me. He's ugly too. I'm trying to be nice to Natalie and stuff. I sent her the picture of us from the summer. I really, really miss her. I'll never get to be friends with her again. I like when we have our long talks every few

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-5923830944672315092000-02-19T21:38:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:41:49.558-05:00

Ended the conversatio with her at 1 (am). I asked her to help me change so people wouldn't hate me. I'm gonna change. Starting Monday. It'll be a whole new me. I'll prove to Natalie I can change. In more ways than one. How do you like this- "two choices appeared in my life, i will take the one never traveled by and that will make all the difference." I changed it a bit from Frost's

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-61280246500169355722000-02-18T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:55:10.598-05:00

No school today! Yeah!!Back to what I was talking about yesterday. I'm having a wonderful conversation with Natalie. But they're so rare that I enjoy most onversations with her.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-18711857335333333032000-02-17T21:20:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:36:24.867-05:00

So far I'm way into not wanting to live but no where near wanting to die. Maybe I should take the medicine and do stuff at Mel's [my therapist at the time]. I don't like being depressed. I want to be truly happy. I don't need to show on the outside that I'm happy. I want to feel happy on the inside. But I don't want to do that with medicine or Mel. My life is a mess. That's why I'm

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-23031923343811114372000-02-14T21:19:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:20:44.669-05:00

Happy Valentines Day!I'm starting my diet today. I'm going to run for an hour on the treadmill, and every day, and I'm going to watch everything I eat. I'm tired of being fat and not being able to find any clothes that fit.Later!

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-75174761527838512842000-02-08T21:18:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:19:30.910-05:00

Hey! Long time. I am Arvide Abernathy in the school play Guys and Dolls (Jr.). Just had a French quiz. Boy! Was it easy!

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-42029786464171396462000-01-27T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:18:09.932-05:00

Mr. DeGrazy isn't going to list the parts until he sees the grades. I'm dead. In science I have a grade probably in the 70's. I'm sure Math is bad. But I think those are my only two bad subjects. I don't think I failed though. My tests and quizzes are OK.Christina invited me to a part of hers. I wonder what it's for. I don't think it's her birthday. I hope I can go.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-41094240268277385452000-01-21T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T21:14:26.763-05:00

I am so happy! I got into the play! Mr. DeGrazy hasn't listed the parts yet. It does't matter (too much) what part I get. I hope it's a good one though. I'm just happy I got in.Later.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-39919291081179987052000-01-18T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T19:47:18.565-05:00

I'm dead! I didn't do my Math notebook, my book report, or my English essay. Mrs. Taylor made this big speech on how it MUST be turned in today.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-34589836867060737212000-01-14T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T19:45:48.937-05:00

I hate my life. I wish I wanted to die. No one knows this about me. No one knows anything about me. I don't have any friends, I'm fat, my grades have dropped, I'm seriously depressed, I have a million blemishes, I'm ugly, and no one knows when I talk, almost no one listens. I hate it. Since I had friends before, just recently, I miss having friends. I don't think anyone at school knows how

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-86556458920109626052000-01-08T19:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T19:42:10.447-05:00

And when she senses I'm upset with her, I guess, she does't snip at me for the next hour. I have no idea what goes through her head.I want to ask Adam out, except Brian called it incestuious. Because we're basically "family friends." Gross! I'll just wait a few years, maybe when I'm 16. Until then I'll just show descreet signs.

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-26248844623508016332000-01-08T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T19:39:41.303-05:00

...Like when I asked Dad, not Jane, Dad what he thought of the whole Ellian Gonzalez goig back to Cuba. We both agreed that the governement did the right thing giving him back to his father, in Cuba, and then I added how I couldn't believe they would even think of keeping Ellian from his father, just because the father was in Cuba. Then Jane, so rudily, interjected her opinion about it. I felt

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-36071613800052650532000-01-07T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T09:20:11.923-05:00

Natalie got a new haircut. It's shorter. It's even more ugly. Gross. More Later.Last night I talked to Austin. It was quite nice. He thinks that Adam and I are going out. Well, that's what I told him. :) He doesn't have to know the truth. He asked me if I still hung out with Natalie. All I said was bitch. Then I explained that I hated her. I do. That wasn't a lie. I do't think I

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-35970269811501316672000-01-06T09:11:00.000-05:002006-12-06T09:11:55.596-05:00

Well, it's lunch again. I'm not eating. Hopefully it'll help my diet. I think Natalie is so ugly! Especially when her hair is down. And she slouches all the time it's so unattractive! Ugh! And her whining! It's so babyish. And I can't stand her voice. And don't even get me started on the way she eats! (Gross! It's as bad as Brian's [my step-dad]! And Brian's is bad!

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-65115856331938328922000-01-05T12:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T09:08:56.839-05:00

Well, it's lunch time and I'm at school. OK, here's what happened yesterday. In home ec. I was i a cookig group with Casey, Rachel, and (ewwww) Natalie. Well, today we're going to make chocolate milkshakes. Well, I'm not a bit chocolate milkshake fan. It was 3 to 1 so we made chocolate. Another thig was when I was assigning clean-up, I put me to wipe the counters and Rachel to to sweep, but

Avahnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-812746392890837519.post-1078314989076307802000-01-01T15:00:00.000-05:002006-12-06T08:58:44.484-05:00

April 8, 1986I was born April 8, 1986.Just for the record.This is the millennium.The last of the second.The beginning of the third. Next year is the 21st century. Most people don't know it. Publisher's Clearing House is giving away 21 million instead of 11 million to celebrate the 21st century. Morons! Wait no, I'm wrong. January 1, 2000 Today is the first day of the last year of the

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