February 28, 1965
It happened again! I wrote a "love note" to V and both Mom and Dad read it. So they tease me - and I hate it! I wish that no one knew again. Tomorrow it's back to school again and I hope I don't see V. He's so awful!! I like him, but I feel it's hopeless. I like him too much, I think. Maybe I should concentrate more on my study and less on him.
February 29, 1965
I almost wrote in for a day that wasn't - This isn't Leap Year.
February 28, 2023
My Mom was a terrible snoop.
I can feel the hurt there.