Monthly Archives: September 2013

Is it okay to let my boyfriend get to second base at 16 going on 17?

March 6, 1964, Friday. Cute boy Mike liked me today. Told him I was going Steady. (It felt good to say it.) Boring day. Went to School with Marilyn. My hair looked good, but I felt fat. Was such a … Continue reading

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Donna and I got in a big fight over who would get the big bathroom. Had to flip a coin. She won.

March 5, 1964, Thursday.  Preston’s fourth Birthday.  Wish Howard would call.  I want to be with him every minute. Press is four today.  He got a wagon and some other toys.  Mom had to take me to school, in the … Continue reading

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Some guy wanted to know where I got my bitchen 57 Blue and White Bel Air Chevy

March 4, 1964, Wednesday, Ugly Day – We almost got in a fight about Tijuana.  He lies to me. Drove to school.  Looked ugly all day because my hair was a mess.  Came home did my roots.  Than we had … Continue reading

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March 3, 1964, Tuesday. Don’t think we’re using Lou’s Band.  What am I going to tell Howard.  Saffron Club Picture Night. Drove to school.  So windy I could hardly stand up.  Had subs in most classes.  After school came home, … Continue reading

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March 2, 1964, Monday, Told everyone I’m going with Howard. Ugly windy day. Drove to school. It rained last night. It was so windy my hair blew apart as soon as I got out of the car. Latest news is … Continue reading

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So he say’s “What do I have to do, buy you a $10,000 ring!”

March 1, 1964, Sunday. Howard lies, and he still hasn’t told me he loves me. I haven’t told him either. Had to sleep on the couch, because Teri slept over. Drove her to Church. On the way, saw Marilyn. She … Continue reading

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He smells so clean, like Jade East cologne and freshly starched shirts. We’re going steady I guess. (He never asked me, or gave me a St. Christopher)

February 29, 1964, Saturday, Howard acted like he loved me. I’m not such a prude anymore. Bitchin night. Went to the beach. Howard wasn’t there. It was so windy I almost got blown in the water. Found out Howard really … Continue reading

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February 28,1964, Friday, Talked to Pat, she wants to dress up and wear heals tomorrow. Saffrons Slumber Party. Drove to school, felt ugly. Today kids were kind a sad cause we couldn’t go to the snow. I really don’t  because now … Continue reading

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February 27, 1964, Thursday, Hope I don’t get Mono from Howard.  He finally called. Happy Day. Drove to school.  The day was so long I almost fell asleep in class. Talked about the snow trip.  It seems Edna can’t go … Continue reading

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February 26, 1964, Wednesday, Didn’t like anyone at the Surf Films. Howard didn’t call Drove Vera and Jackie to school. Everyone was trying out for modeling except me, Dianne, Patty, Vera and Lauri. Did Pantomime in Drama. It wasn’t very … Continue reading

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