I’m tired today. I’m also in a bad mood. I don’t know why, though. I got more than $14.00 worth of baseball cards on Saturday, and I know I’m not mad about that. I went to my Grandmother’s house for memorial day weekend, and I’m not mad about that because I had a pretty good time.
Monthly Archives: May 1983
I don’t have anything to write today because of two reasons. First, I don’t want to write anything, and second, if I did, I wouldn’t be able to think of anything to write.
Yesterday the Brooklyn Bridge turned one-hundred years old. They had lots of fireworks, but I couldn’t hear them.
Yesterday my sister and I bought a computer game called Paddle Pinball. The other games we have are: Pyramid 2000, Raaka Tu, Flying Saucers, Haunted House, Blackjack, Roadrace, Arithmetic, and six different games on one tape.
Ali Jenson was walkin’ down the street
When who should he meet
But a big, fat Marci crawlin’ at his feet.
He ran away, yellin’ “Yeep! Yeep! Yeep!”
Yesterday Paulash went back to India. It was a really sad experience because he was crying. Some people thought it was strange to be crying, but I don’t really know what I would do. At about 4:00 he called me and said “I guess this is the last time I’ll talk to you, so……but then he started to cry.
Kirk just wrote a new hit song called “Apeeka my papa.” This is how it goes.
Apeeka my papa – by Kirk
1) Ay! Peeka! A peeka my papa! Apeeka my papa peeka ah poo poo!
2) Apeeka, Apeeka, Apeeka, Apeeka, Apeeka, Apeeka, Apeeka, Apeeka my Papa, Ooga baga! Ooga baga! Ooga baga! Ooga ba! Oogoobaaga!
3) Ay! Peeka! A peeka my papa! Apeeka my papa peeka ah poo poo!