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Friday Angst: fun at the Holocaust Museum
An entry from my 8th-grade English class journal. I was clearly a suck-up. Tuesday, September 6, 1994 [Age 13] This year I will work more on my book, try to be on the high honor roll all year, and have...
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Friday Angst: a manifesto on love, based on the Baz Luhrmann version of Romeo...
Yesterday, I received this wonderful gift in the mail from my bosom friend Oline’s father: With this note: And here’s why: Had Oline and I known each other as young girls, we would have been...
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Friday Angst: the fog of childhood and the wind of change
Translation: HERE I TAKE A BREAK BECAUSE THAT SOUNDED LIKE A GOOD PLACE FOR A NEW SECTION. SO—A NEW AND MORE AWOKEN SECTION BEGINS HERE WHERE THE FOG OF CHILDHOOD HAS BEEN BLOWN AWAY BY THE WIND OF...
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Friday Angst: dreams of leo
April 17, 1997 Thursday 11:28 pm [Age 14] Last night I drempt of Leonardo DiCrapio (as Dad so crudely calls my love). I drempt that I had to fill a math requirement in high school (right now) and to...
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Friday Angst: cowboy cliche
A family trip to a Wyoming horse ranch, during which I succumb to cliché and fall for a young cowboy: August 9, 1995 Wednesday 11:00 pm Wyoming time 1:00 am Connecticut time [Age 14] After dinner Jess...
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Friday Angst: a lifetime en route
I didn’t remember much about the night before. There had been dancing, champagne, a white dress with a grass-stained hem, 32 bobby pins in a row on the bedspread, and a mosquito. “Do you remember the...
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Friday Angst: SEXISM
September 13, 1994 (Age 13) For many years I have been teased, torn, and filled with anger about something I have tried to change. It exists everywhere, no one’s anger alone can quench it. Sexism. One...
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Friday Angst: IT’S THE LITTLE PEOPLE!
A special Friday Angst just for my little sister. Summer 1995 during a family trip to Wyoming (Age 14): Today we had a picnic. We were walking to our table with our hamburgers when it suddenly started...
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Friday Angst: the sacrifice
Sunday, December 10, 1995 6:30 am (Age 14) I can’t sleep for worry and pain. Today I have decided to talk to Melissa about Kevin. She always says that she hates him, which makes me angry and jealous....
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