80s Adolescent Angst: the big brother's triumphant return...12.18.88

Why blog the 80s?

Due to not-so-popular yet compelling demand, I'm blogging my high school diary entries from the late eighties and early nineties.

You are more likely to enjoy this blog if:
- You were born between 1970 and 1976.
- You thought George Michael would fall in love with you if he only got to know you.
- Your Aquanet consumption easily exceeded one fushia aerosol can per month.
- You penned at least one angsty poem per week about your latest crush.
- You assiduously nursed all legitimate bouts of melancholia into sustained periods of truly impressive despair. When you consulted your journals weeks after writing about each episode, you moved yourself to tears.

NATE'S FINALLY HOME!!!!! He's not spending any time with me, the bum! Of course, he has his college girlfriend and his girlfriend from here to keep up with and away from each other. It would be hilarious if I weren't a girl. Guys, even my adored brother, can be such jerks! But I love him. He's always watching out for me.

I still haven't done any homework. So what? You know why? Because I got accepted to THS! Nothing can bring me down now! I'm so happy!

I refused to go to church today. My parents are mass all over my case! But if it wuzn't church, it would be something else. Other people may annoy me, but words can't explain the torture I go through every day with them. I'm going to go insane if I don't go away. I think I already have. They bug the goochies out of me!

Everything else is merry merry merry....Merry Christmas! ha ha!