I've lost my latest journal. I haven't seen it in a month.
The thought that it could have slipped under Alex's bed when I stayed in his room at the end of the summer popped into my head and I called him immediately, leaving a nervous message.
"I cleaned my whole room looking for your journal, but I couldn't find it," he said. "Honestly, I was really hoping I would."
Couldn't blame him! That's why I'm nervous it's floating around somewhere that I'm not aware of.
I'm not as worried about this as I would be if I were, say, sixteen. But I would like to keep my rather salacious summer to myself if I have the chance.
The thought that it could have slipped under Alex's bed when I stayed in his room at the end of the summer popped into my head and I called him immediately, leaving a nervous message.
"I cleaned my whole room looking for your journal, but I couldn't find it," he said. "Honestly, I was really hoping I would."
Couldn't blame him! That's why I'm nervous it's floating around somewhere that I'm not aware of.
I'm not as worried about this as I would be if I were, say, sixteen. But I would like to keep my rather salacious summer to myself if I have the chance.
posted by taylor at 12:32 PM
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i lost mine for a week and found it under my pillow. you might change your sheets more often than i do, though...
i probably do not. i think it disintegrated.
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