A Trust Game

April 11, 1990 | Tacoma | Age 12

Dear Diary,

Well, I've started my 'Safe Sitters' class at the Tacoma Community College. It's fun and it feels like real college (hey, I guess it is).

Lately I have been playing a trust game with Q. On our way home (from school), one of us closes our eyes or is blind foulded [sic], and the other guides. Although it is scary, we both love it.

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I've been really irritable lately. When I couldn't find my toothbrush I really exploded.

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Yuk, my dad's still in Farfield [sic]. And I don't think I made it to TAG. Or they would have told.

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