Author Archives: what sandra thinks

Dear Diary, There’s a party tomorrow night in my dorm. The Woodman party is kind of a big thing on campus… a tradition. But I don’t want to go. No, it’s not the stupid beer pong. It’s Hannah. I’ve successfully … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Well… it happened. I was with Ethan after Chemistry. We were walking and talking and laughing… and I was happy. Until Hannah ran over and just started walking with us. Honestly, the look on Ethan’s face was kind … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Jules called me in a panic this afternoon. The worst possible thing has happened. Okay, fine, I’m being a little dramatic. Or maybe I’m not. This is a nightmare! But really… who am I kidding? I knew it … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Last night I was interrupted by Randy’s music… and then we started talking… and it got late… and I crashed. But I have to write about the rest of ‘library night’… so I can read it over and … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Tonight was… unexpected… and it was… Perfect. Well, no, not perfect. Perfect would have involved at least partial nudity. I have a huge chemistry test in two days. I had to study. Really study. No procrastination. No loud … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, I had one of those dreams last night… the ones where you wake up with your heart pounding because you don’t know what’s real. But it only took me a minute to come back down to earth… because … Continue reading →