Diary 7
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May 17, 1999

Diary 7 / 17-years-old / Reading, Ohio
In the last few weeks of my senior year of high school, I awake one morning to a large sign, with derogatory slang, staked into my front lawn. I’m the valedictorian, and just want to give my speech at graduation, and get out of town. My parents, on the other hand, want to take legal action. In return, I write a lot of swear words.
Also, graduating in 1999 meant a whole lot of Prince. Much affection for that man.

May 17, 1999 pg1
May 17, 1999 pg1
May 17, 1999 pg2
May 17, 1999 pg2
Elsa
My cat, Elsa
graduation
I graduated!
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Diary 7
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March 17, 2000

Diary 7 / 18-years-old / Reading, Ohio
This is the entry I’d just gone back and read at the start of *last week’s* entry. Go back… watch last week… I’ll wait…  Here I am on Spring Break from my freshman year at Duke, listening to Ella Fitzgerald and happily/nervously wondering what it will be like when Ralph kisses me.  My anticipated first kiss.
Below the diary pages: a letter (poem?) written to Ralph some months later.

March 17, 2001 pg1
March 17, 2001 pg1
March 17, 2001 pg2
March 17, 2001 pg2

Somehow, just this past weekend, I came across a journal that hadn’t been rounded up with all of the others.  It isn’t a day-to-day diary; more a collection of quotes and writings from my first year of college.  Tucked before the back cover, was this handwritten note for Ralph.  I believe I’d written it to him because he was going through that complicated transition from college graduate to Real Life.  It is strange and wonderful for me to remember the very lyric writing style I once had.  You can feel the influence of ee cummings, TS Eliot (and Billy Joel.)  Click on the pages to expand and read.

letter for Ralph
letter for Ralph
letter for Ralph, type set
letter for Ralph, type set
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