My tote bag is almost done. Soon as I gt home I'll do the parts I need a special shade for just 6 more squares, a little edge, + the putting together + handles.
June 17, 1985 (Monntag)
I got my period for the first time one year ago today. I don't feel any different, though. I've written more since last June 17th than I've written at all before then. Is it because I've had more to write about? There's all the things about Mark + Sean + Lee. And all the fantasies I've written. (I have eight in a state of half-completion) No, that's not possible. Jody doesn't have her period, + she's been boy-crazy since the third grade. I guess this year I started getting crushes. But I'm still myself, bookworm Suzanne, around boys, just like I am with everyone else. I'll never be one of those simpering girls, who is smart but doesn't think about anything but boys, and brushes her hair in class, + puts on makeup in the lunchroom, + acts dumb around boys. Never! [A vow I am proud to have kept.]