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February 26,1986 - A Day In Life ... one more entry

Evening                                                                                                      Wednesday

Hello! No matter what I want to do, I really can't sleep

Because I saw PX unexpectedly this afternoon. I say unexpected because I was thinking all the while that he was in Baguio City. But I really had an intuition that he's here in the town all along. Is it he wants to know if I am sincere or rather he wants to surprise me.

We got a little bit of gap, a serious problem and I wonder how to overcome it. It's PX that's why.. he wants the whole universe to know that we are steady but I always try to clear it all up with him.. that my mom is very strict and I wouldn't know what to do if my mom would find out. I don't know about WhenTheCatIsAway, if he will stand up for me.

If only I didn't have these problems, no need to ask. I'd gladly announce to the world that PX is my bf. I just don't want my mom to know, that's all. She would go berserk for sure.

The pains of being 14! But I really love him!

PX, I LOVE YOU.. so please take your time in knowing me well first. Things are going too fast, please understand! I LOVE YOU! (1,000,000,000,000x)


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Presenting "A Day In Life" my series of texts from my journals that I kept between the ages of 14 and 17. I'll be adding new entries every now and then to share all my thoughts, ideas,events, experiences, memories, ideas I had during the eighties. It is for my continued amusement that I read and reread my old journals, even when there isn't much content, I still gain occasional insight how I'm still in the process of changing to maturity. Most of the names have been changed to protect the people I recently found on Facebook. A few are just partial entries, my bleeping and blinding exclamations have been removed and some entries have been modified to give way to my now correct spelling and grammar. Yet the mix of excitement, melodrama and pleasant memories from the eighties are still much felt :)I hope, as you read my old journal with me, you enjoy the same sentiments.