waiting

Note from 2012: I am missing a diary from about 1998 to 2002. I wrote a lot of poems in that time, but to the best of my knowledge I didn't write any diary entries. I will provide some of the poems here as a way to represent my melodramatic mind during those "missing years" and on some of the poems (2000-2002) the dates are only approximate. The thoughts were sometimes experimental, and not a total reflection of my life. Just poetry of a teenager. I won't upload all of them, but I will upload a few to fill in any gaps in my chronological record.

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The poem on this page is from a computer text file I kept on my handmade 80486.

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I'm waiting for the phone to ring
waiting for a call
its never going to ring today
but I'll think it will anyway
becaue its the wish that keeps me going
the belief in each new day
and if I stop to think
then I'll surely stop forever
even if the phone will ring
ring so loud that I can not hear
I'm waiting ... for the phone ... to ring

tears

Note from 2012: I am missing a diary from about 1998 to 2002. I wrote a lot of poems in that time, but to the best of my knowledge I didn't write any diary entries. I will provide some of the poems here as a way to represent my melodramatic mind during those "missing years" and on some of the poems (2000-2002) the dates are only approximate. The thoughts were sometimes experimental, and not a total reflection of my life. Just poetry of a teenager. I won't upload all of them, but I will upload a few to fill in any gaps in my chronological record.

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The poem on this page is from a computer text file I kept on my handmade 80486.

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She is walking, talking, and crying too
It makes me look down at my simple shoe
Artificial sunlight shines down on my head
I don’t know what is to be said
The moments melt together in the muddy pool of my mind
And I desperately want to be so kind
I feel like the night has almost won over the day
And it has left me not knowing what to say

I stop, pause, and sigh
I feel like I should also cry
The tears run down her face
At an extremely furious pace
And then the tears are gone, faster then they had came
They have soaked inside her soul, to feed her inner flame
For now the moment and tears did not last
They are lost in the many depths of the past

child I have been

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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This space is dedicated to the child I have been and the adult I will become.

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2:15 8-13-98

A few spare moments ago I lifted this old and somewhat tatterted relic of my childhood into my hands. In about 40 pages I covered 5 long years of my life. Ironicly I have just noticed that tomorrow will be the 8th anniverery of my first entry onto these sheets of time. so much has changed and so much is the same. I feel frail and artifical almost when I think of the amount of time that has past. I lost this diary, and I'm sure to do so again. I have wrote on other pages... but these will allways hold the most memorys... I'll try to write again---fairly soon

8-13-98

shed was tore down

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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2-3-95

long time no write! I lost this DIARY. oh well, Samule, one of my frends, was born in 1980.
Shed was tore down. Latter we found wrighting in the foundation, they read;

APR 18 1935 |---- space ----|
[further down]
By Frank Ingerson (or sen)

Wird HuH? You may see this in a story latter.
Still know willie Deras. The home learners are going to do Play! Did you know I do a NEwsletter for them called the Home Learner ECN* *East County News

(M-D-Y) 2-3-95

happy birthday tooo me

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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10-3-94

♪happy birthday toooo me♪

The 1st time ever that Ive righten on my B-Day! We went home for a week and mom stayed, but she sent flowers. Im 3 now, er 13 Now. How old R You? Question: Answer me sirresly, am I dead? If so, I love you mom and DaD and Bros and sistes and every one elts. oops I used a hole page! like I sed this isnent a secret diAry Becouse you reading it. Or are you?

10-3-94

blunt pencile

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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9-8-94

Sorry aboat the 31st, I had a blunt pencile. As I sed where in Ockrige Oreagon. We have been in a trail park for 10 days. My dad is working whith his 2 partners of accuchem (Jeff, Ed) oN a H.A.V.E. * system Job. Sissa, Timmie And Benny have frends of 2 giels (Ashly 7, kerry 9). Willie got back from Calf. 1 day before we left! Ive finished all my librey books exsept: star trek the classic episoDES 2.
* this stan's for Hot Air Vaip Exstraction
Doing homeschool work down here. (Is it down?) Well Im sighing of, 9-8-94

were in ockrige

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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(or.) were in ockrige-

8-31-94

Been for a couple of Days. for DaDs Have work. fun. twilight zone ask me WHY!
8-31-94

grand trudishtion

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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8:53PM

7-13-94

In the grand trudishtion, sir Benny Waters (Duke III of the house) won 1st place in face slamen No handen, Pie eating contest! Nooksack/everson days festuble. And his Photo in the Lynden Tribune! Me too! I was same, I won and got Photo in same paper! (last year) 7-13-94 8:59 PM

some cool one's

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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52° / rain OFF ON / wa wether /
7-14-94 10:45 PM

The 4th of July! (Just ended) wtached some cool one's. unknown person not living here named chris (age 10) watched. memeries, memwars and memos?? IM wrighting a lot! By the year 2018 AD or somth Ill be done. (I calculated!)

Have Fun in the sUn or WA rain!)
7-4-94

last day camping

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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6-29-94 9:47 AM

Dear Sam, BeN, LiL, Sil, Pil, Danny Jr., or who ever? Hello last day camping
going to Ant (He, He!) Shallys. Try to find camp resetes In keep them. well Ill wright you soon (with in 2 years) 6-29-94 9:50 AM

vacation

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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June (6) - 25th (25) 1994 (94)
1st of vacation. in seaside for reuyon. saw, moms side, reletives. the tock photos. (have had good luck!) 10:18pm As of Now. See ya! -- Wright ya! 6-25-94

I wasent Hurt

Note from 2012: In order to encase a fuller view of my personal history I have decided to transcribe a diary from 1990. The view points have not been changed, and the spelling (which was horrible) has not been changed. Eventually I might also include a scan of each page along with the rough transcript.

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7:52PM
Friday The 13th

well No Paint fell on me. I wasent Hurt or kissed. What a saFe Friday the 13th! Shhesh! well Ill probly wright 5 years from now!
Friday The 13th of 1994