In which our Heroine is bullied, and reminisces fondly about the unpopular chick getting bullied.

Nov. 8, 1991
Dear Diary,
I am so mad at George C. He stinks! He punched me in the eye yesterday. And he biffed my arm and shook me until my teeth rattled. I stayed home from school, because I felt rotten.
I've remembered today the fun time we had at the spring choir concert. And I also remembered the other concert, where Nicole D. pulled Lillian's shirt out, and Jay wore a TIE! Those days were so fun. Goodnight.