Musings of a fifteen year old...

Indeed, I am back. Now that I have nothing to do until September 1 (don't ask), I've gone back to transcribing all the handwritten journals I kept when I was younger. Every now and then, if I see something that makes me titter, I will post it for you, my readers:

October 15, 1994

I’m at Molly’s right now. Things have been really weird lately. I don’t know. Maybe it’s teen angst. Or maybe my feelings have been swinging so much because I’m pregnant, but then that would have to be Immaculate Conception, as I’ve never had sex.