From the archives: March 9, 1988 - Age 12

Actually, I might—I say might—get straight A’s this grading period. I got a massively big scratch in my Swatch watch somehow. I still hate David B. He thinks he can run my life. This morning he told me to roll up my jeans. I said no that they fit perfect. It went on like that for awhile and I ended it with a cut-down.