
JANUARY 22, 1990
Diary | Age 12 | Tacoma
Nothing too horribly of emence praportion [sic sic] happened today, other than me graduating from D.A.R.E. (Drug Abuse Resistance Education) and passing yet another math unit, which I have been moping on for the last month. I also watched in my class for a boy with what I like (features).
Sarah's Male Requirements:
1. a friend & equal, not a strong hero type to protect me
2. clever, not a jock or male shovenist [sic]
3. looks usually don't matter, but: small lips, tall and lean, moustach [sic] & beard (when older), slightly long curly hair, or just anything that fits the fellow
4. any nationality (color, religion) but nothing really weird
there you have it
Sometimes I find myself enving [sic] others. I still do. All is for a good reason, Anne.
'Tis a windy and magic night. May all be revealed in dreams.
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