Monthly Archives: May 1983
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 … Continue reading
5/25/83 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 … Continue reading
5/24/83 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 … Continue reading