Feb 1 – 64
Fun sock hop! Danced with Dave and D’Angelo. (Close but not bearhug.) Feb 2 – 64 Dreamy mood, listening to my radio, thinking about Chris Loflin. Feb 17 – 64 thirteen mins to eleven Been doing a great deal of thinking lately – don’t ask me about what. Lawrence of Arabia has started me analyzing myself again. Anne Frank and I turn our eyes inward and develop our inner selves. Where she had God, I have none. It is horribly depressing sometimes. Dad suggests psychiatry. That gets my goat. Now I shall rage and rage for hours. Sun Feb 23 – 64 Saw D’Angelo again – he is a hood. Maybe I want Tim Landfield? That passed quickly. He spends most of his time imitating a vulture (and doing an excellent job.) Doorbell rang and it was Mark! Taking me to the Scott’s party! I did not know he was home! (His favorite song is I Saw Her Standing There. He says it is about me and my legs.) He is cute and has gorgeous big shoulders. He really liked my Greek dress and took a picture to take back to school. He kissed me and I kissed him. He invited me to his military school dance! Mom and Dad will say yes because they have chaperones for the girls to stay with. Mar 8 – 64 What a wonderful dance. I felt very grown up. I wore light green satin charmeuse – a long dress with short sleeves and brocade at the neck – with my hair up looked just like a blonde Jackie Kennedy said Mrs Hahn. (I wanted a French toll but got a bun.) She is the chaperone. We stayed at her house and she was surprised at my appetite. She said she was also at her most beautiful – and thinnest –when she was in love! Mrs. Hahn married an Eastern man – – but she doesn’t seem to think as fondly of her marriage as she does of these dances! So Jane Austen! She “draws a veil.” I asked for roses and that’s what Mark gave me – very small and tight. They should last awhile. The men looked very handsome in their uniforms (I don’t like Mark’s roommate who is a leering little squirt) – the school is imposing but barracks like with rust stains running down the outer walls. (It does have a nice chapel where Mark found a quiet corner for making out. He kissed me forty trillion times! Love!) He writes me every day. When I come home from school Mom puts his envelope on the king’s head, right by the door. I can tell she is impressed by his determination. Makes me happy just thinking about it. Genevieve wrote to say she doesn’t like the Beatles! She must be mad! I play their album a lot. Worrying (Mom would say ridiculously) about acting as a career. How do you keep from getting stereotyped? And who wants to do the same thing over and over? Maybe I need to be a movie star where you can try new things. Mar 21 - 64 I love Mark! It isn’t just a flash love because it’s active even when he’s gone. Nice to have someone loving me and thinking of me every day. We’re steeped in each other. If you can’t trust the one you love then you don’t love them. You’d think because I was in love I’d be nicer to my family but I’m crabby as ever. It’s not my fault. I’m lost in the peck order.
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