I’m June. I used to be kind of hot, in an “I’m-somewhere-between-a-6-or-a-7-because-I’m-24” kind of a way. Then I got old and had to develop a personality. Guess how that’s going.
Nov. 1981. Dear diary: You know, I've got a lot more going for me than many other people. I'm very smart, I'm NOT ugly, I'm not shy, I'm not a social outcast, I'm not fat, I've got nice hands, a pretty class ring, a nice house, expensive stereo, leniant rules, straight teeth, thick hair, and a good voice.
