Journal Entry – English Class 11.13.1991

Theme: A place where I feel good

I feel good in my room because no one can bug me and I have everything I need all in my room.  A TV, VCR, stereo, a video game system called Genesis and a desk.  I love my house because it’s nice and comfortable and I don’t have to worry about anything.  I also feel good on my basketball court because nobody is bugging me to do anything.  I can just practice basketball.  


Journal Entry – English Class 11.12.1991

Theme: Let me tell you how to…

Today I wish it kept snowing.  It started but it stopped.  I can’t wait for it to snow so we can get out of school.  Today my sister got out of school because Trinity had a boiler problem and the electricity went out.  I wish that would have happened to Ready.  


Journal Entry – English Class 11.11.1991

Theme: The ways I’m different from everyone else

Today I feel pretty good even though I have conditioning.  I hope it snows sometime soon.  Snow is great because it’s neat to look at and have snowball fights.  I can’t wait till Christmas.  I have this ritual that I do; I get up at 3:30 in the morning and look at all the stuff I got and open my presents and look in my stocking, and look outside and it’s neat.  I can’t wait.  

Journal Entry – English Class 11.8.1991

Theme: I’d love to travel to….

Well I got through conditioning but I’m writing this three days late and it’s Monday now and I have conditioning again.  

-> Wow I really didn’t write enough on this page and about every page I mention conditioning.  Towards the end of conditioning it got easier but now I don’t know what’s going to happen and I”m kinda nervous.  At least in conditioning I knew what to expect.  I think I’ll write about the subject of today’s entry is.  

Journal Entry – English Class 11.7.1991

Theme:  What really gets to me

Today I about broke my neck in gym doing a back bridge.  Yesterday we had conditioning and we had an Indian run and I got a cramp but I didn’t stop.  

Things that really bother me is when I’m watching TV and everybody has to come down and watch it with me.  I hate it when my mom is going somewhere and she just stops and stares at the TV and makes comments on what I’m watching.  I also hate it when all my friends come into my room and mess it up because I like everything nice and organized.  I also hate when my little sister acts like my mom.  EX: I burped and she goes “What do you say?”