January 1965

I saw Lisa and that boy today. He's really cute. She acts like she owns him though. I wonder what it would be like to be popular like they are...he is popular too. And really cute...oh I said that already. But it's true.

Well, it doesn't matter. Netta and I talk about the cute boys we like when it's just us. When nobody is listening. But it's just for fun. Who needs a boyfriend anyway.

High school is actually fun. I really like getting to know people in the other grades. I have a speech class with a mix of grades. It's fun. I get nervous when I have to stand up and give a speech, but that's why I'm taking the class.

This morning while I was standing outside the class before the bell, Netta found me and we were talking. A bird flew over her and pooped on her shoulder...it dripped down her arm. I know it wasn't nice but I laughed until I almost cried. She didn't laugh that much. But then she got to go home from school because of bird poop. She always manages to turn things around to something she likes.

And I gave my speech today. Got a B. They said I said "um" too much. I guess I do. Basketball game tonight. Our team is really good...we are in regionals.

I start driver's ed next month. I can't wait to drive Mom's car. She doesn't seem very excited. Oh well. She has to drive all the time. But pretty soon, I can help her out.