Tessie D

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  • May 8, 1997

    May 8, 1997

    I got invited to a party this weekend. Eric and Jay are graduating, and they invited everyone at the resturant over to their house after work on Saturday night. Eric, Jay, and some other guys share a house somewhere out of town. I know they’ve had parties before—I’ve heard them talking about it at the…

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  • May 7, 1997

    May 7, 1997

    I must imagine that every town must have its own set of rules. If towns are just made up of people and people are different, I have to believe that every town must also be different. And if that it is the case, maybe I could belong—I could be happy—someplace else. Somewhere that nobody knows…

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  • May 6, 1997

    May 6, 1997

    Graduation is coming and I’m starting to get excited about it. I’ve been going to the same school with the same people for most of my life. I have driven the same dirt road, made the same left turn, and parked in the same spot. There aren’t any surprises here. There are no grand mysteries,…

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  • May 5, 1997

    May 5, 1997

    I went back to work on Friday night. I wasn’t going to. I didn’t know what I was going to do, but I didn’t want to go back there.  Still, I didn’t want to quit without giving my notice, and I didn’t want to leave anyone having to cover for me on Friday or Saturday…

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  • May 1, 1997

    May 1, 1997

    I hung out with Melissa, Lisa, and Amy last night. We went over to Melissa’s house and watched movies in her living room while doing our Pre-Cal homework. Melissa is Mormon and isn’t allowed to watch movies with cursing or sex, which is funny since the first time I ever saw Pulp Fiction, it was…

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  • April 30, 1997

    April 30, 1997

    I called in sick to work yesterday. I’m not going to work today either.  I just can’t. Not after what happened on Monday night.  Alex locked me in the walk-in freezer.  I know I’m not crazy or blowing this out of proportion. I know what happened.  I went in to work on Monday night, and everything…

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  • April 28, 1997

    April 28, 1997

    I’m not going to talk about work today. I’m not going to talk about work today. But, I need to talk about this.  I went in for my shift on Saturday night. Everything seemed to be going fine. We were busy, which I prefer. I don’t like standing around. I like having work to do.…

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  • April 23, 1997

    April 23, 1997

    I don’t know how to start…or, how to keep going with this journal. I started it to share my life at school and home and to talk about going to college. But, looking back at my previous entries, all I’ve written about lately is work. And, work is getting so complicated.  Yesterday at work, I…

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  • April 22, 1997

    April 22, 1997

    If you’re paying attention to the dates, you can tell that I’ve been falling behind with this little project.  It’s just that it’s been harder to write at lunch. I’m so tired from working in the evenings that I haven’t been able to get my homework done. This means I’m playing catch-up during lunch when…

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  • April 18, 1997

    April 18, 1997

    Alex called me into work on Thursday night, so I didn’t get to go to the football game. Melissa seemed pretty mad at me, but I didn’t know how to say no. He called when I was at school, and Momma had already told him I’d come in to work.  I wish that she wouldn’t…

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