[October, 1988] “Kill” is such a Strong Word…
Today we have clubs, humanities, and I have swimming.
I really want to kill Yanmei. She is such a jerk. I hate her!!!
Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!
Now I feel a little better. I really like glee club and I like Ms. Angelo and swimming is really great because it is very relaxing and fun.
P.S. The only reason I crossed out kill! kill! kill! was because the teacher came around to check our journals so I had to or he would have seen it and got mad.
Or suspected that I had homicidal tendencies. It’s a good thing nothing violent happened to Yanmei during our elementary school years; that entry alone would have made me a prime suspect. I still don’t remember why she inspired such rage in me, only that we developed an amicable (if not occasionally turbulent) friendship over the next two years. But I do find it amusing that I tried to balance out my anger towards Yanmei by writing sweet nothings about my favorite extracurricular activities.
For the record, however strong my temporary dislike of Yanmei might have been, I probably just found her annoying. I did not want to actually kill her or hurt her in any way. I wouldn’t have risked doing anything that would have gotten me kicked out of glee club.