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Mostly you will find, here, transcribed entries from the secret diary that I used to keep as a teenager between 1970 and 1975. I try to be honest with my transcriptions, but, just occasionally I do edit, to protect myself or others from embarrassment or some other emotion.
Also, though, I like to do a brief review of the books I have been reading, so these are interspersed throughout. I reserve the right to write blog entries, also, about other random things.
Why do I keep this blog? I don't know. I am an academic and one of my research interests is around how people construct their own identities. The diary transcriptions, and what I write about my books, are very much about revealing something of my identity.

Monday, 26 September 2011

My secret diary 1972 September (iii) - no boredom - just lots of homework!

Sept 22 (Fri)
Nothing really. I've invited CL and RH, CR and SO to our house tomorrow night (**) Never mind. Mum and dad will be out. There's just nothing to do in Oldham on Saturday nights. Oh I've got nothing to write about - oh, a girl whose just got grade '1' in O level Russian has been reassuring us!!
Sept 23
Spent the morning having a shower and washing hair and baking a cake. After dinner collected Ju from town and we went down to Middleton where I went to the shop - Vernon's & bought a black skirt with white lines, to go with the jumper Norma got me. C, R and C all came round and we had a good time drinking, talking and laughing.
Sept 24
Julie slept the night. We walked it halfway to their house (buses don't run till 2pm) then her uncle gave us a lift. We helped to organise a party for Ju's cousin J. It wasn't bad, I nearly learnt to jive!! We 'retired' at 6pm to do homework and it took us ages.
Sept 25
Oh - school again. I was blazing today because we did some physics homework - I got all the answers right - Got B! Must admit that diagrams weren't really complete according to him. Oh well. Then in Russ homework I got a mistake - B+. E was nearly crying 'cos Miss Hatch gave her low marks. I feel rotten. Depressed and poorly - I'm sure it's flu!
Sept 26 (Tue)
I'm honestly too tired to write much. The bloody teachers make me sick. Each gives us much too much homework - what do they expect us to do!? Miss Turner, Miss Hatch - they're all the same. I'm dead annoyed. I was thinking the only reason I don't chuck up school and hitch-hike round Europe is my dad and family. What's wrong with me??
Sept 27
Feel better today. Ok day at school. Once again nothing exciting. On my birthday we've decided to go out and get drunk or something - loads of us. Norma goes home to Brum on Sunday (did I say home?!) Homework a lot better tonight. Not so much. Had time to do a bit of my own Russian. Must do more revision.
Sept 28
This week seems to have gone by quickly! Got news, a few days ago, that JP has left school for good now. Feel as though I'm 'with' my work - not behind, not forward. Set up a revision system. Saw 'Cinema' tonight. It was about pop and rock films, including Woodstock concert for Bangladesh and A Hard Day's Night. Lovely. Bill Haley and the Comets, Elvis. I wish I lived in those days.
Sept 29
Hooray - Friday! Actually, this week seems to have gone quickly. Miss Rogerson (chem teacher) says that time will fly from now to the O levels. My god, I'm dreading them. I still hate Russian. I don;t understand what we'e going on about all the time. Verbs of motion, perfect, imperfect - Oh god, I'm tired. weather - normal. not cold, not warm. No letter from Lorette.
Sept 30 (Sat)
Today flew past as quick as anything. Morning, did nothing except homework, shower and hair. After dinner went to town with dad, Becky and friend. Norma came home (she's been to visit Catherine in Durham) Julie came and we helped Norma to pack  everything for tomorrow. I don't want her to go again. I think I must be overprotective.

Commentary
Sept 22 - (**) I wrote some Russian letters in brackets. I suspect that these are English words written phonetically with Russian letters, but my Russian is so rusty now, I can't work out what the big secret was!

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