Lee’s Unpublished Entries, Vol. 2 (a post by Lee)

As I was digging through my closet at my parents’ house a few weeks ago, I stumbled upon this gem of a notebook:

Turns out, it was the journal I used after this one. Let’s delve into the life and times of 8th grade Lee!

[A straw is taped to the page, with the words “My straw saxophone” written next to it.]

I went to my first school dance today. I went partly because my friends wanted me to, and partly because
[boy on whom I had a painful and unrequited crush, and whose ever-evolving hairstyle I describe throughout my entries in vivid and horrifying detail] is going. I saw [crush] but didn’t dance with him. I swing-danced with Alex. I just generally became way overheated. I fell attempting the electric slide. I’m nervous because we’re going to have sex ed in health class soon, and someone told me it’s x-rated. I hope it’s not too shagadellic. I must be turning teenager. Dude, I’ve run out of things to talk about. J’adore [crush’s French class name].

I’M AN INDEPENDENT WOMAN. Also, I don’t like small, cramped spaces.

I got my Halloween costume today. I’m going to be a lawn gnome. I wanted to be a Teletubby, but I’m bein’ a gnome. I’m good. Oh! Today was Picture Day.
[Crush] didn’t spike his hair for his picture; I was very upset.

In activity, Ashley cut my hair. She was like, “Can I cut your hair?” and, silly me, thinking it was a joke, said okay. She then snipped a lock real fast and taped it to her binder.

[Only the word “sassy” in huge bubble letters.]

I’m worried Remy is tone-deaf.

I really struggle with spelling the word “broccoli.” I played The Sims for the first time today. You can marry anyone in that game! So I married Patrick Swayze. Duh. We adore each other. We adopted a daughter, but she got taken away from us by Child Protective Services. Oops! Also, someone told me today I’d be a bad competitive swimmer. DISS! But actually I agree.

[I wrote out the lyrics to “I Want it That Way” by the Backstreet Boys in both English and poorly-translated French.]

I should write a song about my emotions. I have so very many of them.

I hope I never have to pierce my lip. That would dampen my spirits.

Kirsten Dunst is a good actress.

And on that note, I think I’ve had enough nostalgia for one day. Oh, 13 year-old Lee. You were just so very weird.


4 responses to “Lee’s Unpublished Entries, Vol. 2 (a post by Lee)

  1. Girl, I remember your gnome costume! Also Kirsten Dunst is NOT a good actress.
    Also, “Tu es…mon feuuuuuu, mon un…desiiiiiiiir. Tu es, tu es, tu es tu eeeeees.”

    Also, my mom got her hands on a video tape of us at last blast after high school graduation doing our own rendition of Backstreet Boys “I want it That Way” after we had thoroughly helped ourselves to a costume box and box of props. It was horrifying. She had it converted to DVD along with some other shameful videos from our middle/high school years. I will spare you any more details.

  2. Sarah Fischer

    LOVE these blog posts. Are you and AMS still going to co-blog even though you are now in different cities?

  3. LEE! When I was in 8th French class we also translated Backstreet Boys songs when we were bored.. we even made our group name Garcons des Derrieres Rue (our poor french translation of Backstreet Boys which we thought was hilarious). I think 8th grade Meredith and 8th grade Lee would be the best of friends, making up songs about their emotions in the corner.

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