March 3, 1983
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Where I live? I am a person living in a white house in Azusa. How bland that sounds. If I had a could I would build my own space station and live in the Earth's orbit free from smog, war, and other oddities of human nature. For now I must be satisfied to live in the house that I have lived in for most of my life. All but my first four years were spent in the old house. Our house has never really changed. Our lawn has. We once had a lovely lawn but putting up swimming pools for so long the lawn has been receeding all that is left now is a few sparce last strands in the corners. Out front we have had gardens, pool parties, etc. in front. I share my room with my other brothers that makes 3 of us. We have a triple bunk bed. We've had it for 8 years now. The only real difference is tha carpetting is missing. We have a wood floor with a few rugs. No biggy, My house. I would really hate to move. It is so comfortable. It isn't the neatest thing in the world But it is home. My home town is Azusa. Wilmington is where I spent my first four years. I don't know. I just like Azusa better. Azusa is almost 100 years old (in 15 years) No biggy. 85 isn't too shabby for this town. Azusa's history goes back, way back to the times when the Spanish missionaries started to explore California. In a journal by a missionary, Azusa is mentioned. The nameb has an unknown origin. Many stories have come about. (1) Azusa has everthing from A to Z in the USA. (This one is favored by the Chamber of Commerce) (2) It is an old Indian word for Valley of Skunks.(3) An old Indian Faith Healer by the name of Azusa once lived here. The list goes on. My state is California, A great state. My country is America... no The United States of America. I've got to go to class now... so See ya later!
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I do not remember writing that entry. To think over 20 years later... and I am in that same house. Although this time around I own it... there were some changes made while the house was out of my family's hands... but all in all... it is the same house.
March 4, 1983
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My wallet:
Cards:
>>Social Security Card: #XXX-XX-XXXX How I memorized the number was... XXX I just remembered. 69, well if one had a certain frame of reference one can see the connection. XXXX I started school in XXXX and graduated in XXXX, just add on. On back... many instructions.
>>ASCC - Spring 1983, # 14986, Yellow, 104 squares on back. Fall 1982, #8776, White, 104 squares on back. Both cost $12.00
>>Citrus College ID #XXXXXX a combination of the year I graduated and two repeated numbers. numbers are raised. Instructions and directions on back.
>>Iota Chapter, Alpha Gamma Sigma, Citrus College. I am an active member, spring 1983, #848
Pictures (Arranged from smallest to largest by my little sister in my wallet.)
1 Picture of my little sister (Patricia)
1 Picture of my little brother (Michael)
4 pictures of my little sister (Patricia)
1 picture of my middle brother (Joseph)
1 picture of my little brother (Michael)
1 picture of me and my grandmother
1 picture of me (Senior picture)
1 picture of my "sister" (she's just my friend "K")
1 picture of my girlfriend
1 picture of me and my girlfriend at my prom last year (It was boring!)
Scraps of paper
A piece of paper with my locker number and combo on front, nothing on back.
Reciept for AGS dues - smells of carbon paper.
Class Schedule, 7 classes, 17 units, 21 WCSH (what ever that means)
Key to bike lock. I need a new rear wheel. mine is bent.
No money like always.
Just a collection of boring but sentimental things. nothing really noteworthy. I've gotta go. See ya later!
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March 5, 1983
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Activities:
I enjoy when I could:
sit and listen to the radio
read a book
write letters
solve puzzles
create
cook
draw
play games
"rough-house" with my brothers and sister.
sing and dance
party.
Singing has been an important part of my life for as long as I can remember. My mother would play the piano and we would sing songs. When I was in the sixth grade, I joined the chorus and was part of my first musical "Let George do it." In Jr. High, I was in the "Sunshine Machine" (the top singing group there). In High school, I was a member of concert choir. In tenth grade I played a cockney and a servant in "My Fair Lady". In tenth grade I was also a member of Aztec Singers ( the top group at Azusa). In 11th grade I was the baritone in the "school board quartet" in "The Music Man." I graduated still a member of Aztec Singers. Singing lets me let go of myself and perform although I am not a ham. I joined the concert choir here for I missed the heat of the lights, etc. I like the choreography also.
Parties, I don't drink or smoke. I don't do anything really. My kind of party is an innocent gathering of friends for new years, a cast party after the musical. Just a get together We sit and talk, maybe dance, watch TV, play video games, just have a good clean fun. I dislike the other typesof parties (e.g., BYOB BYOD, etc.) I can do without it. I mean I might be crazy, but a person can invite his/her parents to my kind of party. (cake and punch) I enjoy just sitting and talking to friends. I mean real friends not acquaintences. I can open my heart to my friends without being afraid. one party I remember was a cast party. There was a girl there who liked me. Well an old friend came she was in "My Fair Lady" with me. When I got up to give her a hug (she and I are friends) the other girl who liked me got jealous. I don't like that. Hurt other people I mean. Karen, the girl who was in My fair lady with me, asked me what grade I was in. whre I told her she said I was too old. She meant I was too old for her younger sister who was in the eighth grade at the time. I told her I had a brother in Jr High and she said that he isn't me. I asked her why. her reason was that I was nice and special. I never found out what it was all about. One reason I am different from most guiys is that I am VERY shy. I can say all I want on paper, but when it comes to voicing my opinion, I can't. I am very shy around girls.
my 30 min is about up. I will see you later 'till next time.
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I remember that shy nerd. I am still a bit reserved but not too much. I do voice my opinion when it is time to. I do remember the party I wrote about... I do forget which girl it was that got jealous. There were a few that year actually. The next year was when I met my wife.
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