how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
This is why one should never promise. I have a good excuse why this is one day late, but it's a lie, so let us just get to the diary, no?
All is written now the way I wrote it then in fourth grade, including misspellings and, um, things I don't quite understand. Please query regarding any confusion.
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5-6-87 Dear Diary,
I had fun during recess, I guess. Like, is was fun, but I was all tired out by the recess. The thing I want to happen is Math-Man to win! The number of the day is 3,476,458. (2)
5-7-87 Dear Diary,
Today at recess was differnet. The first two resesses I played tag and was it, but the last resess I played ball tag. The number of the day is 5,817,462 ((3))
5-11-87 Dear Diary,
Today at gym we did the 50 and 100 yard dashes. I had 12 sec. on the 50 and 25 se. on the 100. The number of the day is 7,576,344 (4)
5-14-87 Dear Diary,
Today I played soccer at resess. We also finished our scince book. The numer of the day is 7,434,595 (5).
5-19-87 Dear Diary,
Today at resess, I played soccer. I scored 0 goals but had 2 assists. The number of the day is 6,182,430 (6).
May 20, 1987 Dear Diray,
Today I played soccer, but I played on diffent fields. Today I found out my band ins. is the baratone. The number of the day is 3,514,217 (7).
5/22/87 Dear Diray,
Yesterday I went to Project share. I saw many projects. Then we had the dental parade. The number is 6,432,408. (8)
5/27/87 Dear Diary,
Today at resess was boring. The 5th graders were at at track thing, so no soccer. The number of the day is 7,389,936. (9)
5/28/87 Dear Diary
One week of school left! And tomorow we'll be going to Boyt's. The number is 5,764,320. (10)
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A few things:
1) No, I did not spell "recess" or "diary" consistently right or wrong.
2) I do not know what the number of the day is.
3) Boyt's was a luggage manufacturing business in Iowa Falls.
4) Mathman was a character in PBS' "Square One."
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
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i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.