September 4, 1996
It was my first day of school. I guess school is OK all things considered. I don't have a lot of friends in my classes. Or at least not friends I'm used to having in class. Anna. Jill. Tess. About Tess though. God how annoying do you get. Talk about a Bitch with a capital B. She is so mean. Last night I invited her to this really cool show, Blue Man Group with me. I would think that would mean a lot to her because inviting her is like a privilege. But she ignores me all day. Now I totally wish I hadn't invited her. If all she wants is popularity then she can have it. She can be popular with Ella and Molly and Lily and whoever the hell she considers really and truly important. You know, basically the people who don't like her and talk about her behind her back. Hey, you know, who she wants to be friends with is her choice. I shouldn't even be writing about it since she is (or at least was) my friend but I care that the friends she's choosing aren't the people that care about her. I know for her a friend is someone who can help her be in with the popular crowd. But I know and she should know that when she's older the friends she has picked just aren't going to cut it. When she's, let's say 19, she's going to want real friends to help her with boyfriend troubles or parent troubles or what not. I'm not saying I'm the perfect friend but I care about people and her and I think I would serve her better as a friend than any of the people she lately seems to think are more important than me.
So I guess that's it.
Well it's not. I actually think you should know that I'm getting SO into my room. This weekend I'm taking an old toy box and painting it to put in my room. Tomorrow I want to look in the basement for for some possible cool stuff. Remind me! (LIKE YOU CAN TALK)
love,
Corë
Friday, August 16, 2013
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Awesome List of Things to Buy At Mall
August 11, 1996
Beth,
Here's my shopping list for my Natick Mall trip.
1. nail polish (Hot Topic)
2. fake tattoos (Spencer's)
3. cool hat (Gap, 579, Claire's, other)
4. blush (CVS)
5. Lipstick (CVS)
6. beanie babies (Mall St.)
7. lip balms (Lip Lix, CVS)
8. shoes (Payless)
9. anklets (Mall St., Afterthoughts)
10. barrettes (Claire's., Afterthoughts)
11. little butterfly clips (Claires, Afterthoughts)
12. magazines and comics (bookstore, CVS)
13. CANDY (Sweet factory)
14. books (bookstore)
15. perfume (body shop, bath and bodyworks)
16. Stationary
17. pens
18. knee socks (hot topic)
19. LONG bead necklace (Claire's, Afterthoughts)
20. toe rings (Claire's, Afterthoughts)
21. scarves and headbands
22. Table for room (mom pay for?)
you know what I want for Christmas? The two BIG things I want? A lava lamp and a water bed.
I'm psyched! I want to go home! 5 Fucking Days!
Love,
Corë
I mean this whole list is amazing, but the last two additions are by far the best because WHO AM I? Lava lamp and water bed?? Am I a 22 year old trying to seduce hot chicks in the early 90s? Am I a hippie? It's unclear. But they definitely go with my long beaded necklaces, scarves, anklets and toe rings.
LAVA LAMP AND WATER BED.
And beanie babies, of course.
Sigh. Oh, Corë.
Beth,
Here's my shopping list for my Natick Mall trip.
1. nail polish (Hot Topic)
2. fake tattoos (Spencer's)
3. cool hat (Gap, 579, Claire's, other)
4. blush (CVS)
5. Lipstick (CVS)
6. beanie babies (Mall St.)
7. lip balms (Lip Lix, CVS)
8. shoes (Payless)
9. anklets (Mall St., Afterthoughts)
10. barrettes (Claire's., Afterthoughts)
11. little butterfly clips (Claires, Afterthoughts)
12. magazines and comics (bookstore, CVS)
13. CANDY (Sweet factory)
14. books (bookstore)
15. perfume (body shop, bath and bodyworks)
16. Stationary
17. pens
18. knee socks (hot topic)
19. LONG bead necklace (Claire's, Afterthoughts)
20. toe rings (Claire's, Afterthoughts)
21. scarves and headbands
22. Table for room (mom pay for?)
you know what I want for Christmas? The two BIG things I want? A lava lamp and a water bed.
I'm psyched! I want to go home! 5 Fucking Days!
Love,
Corë
I mean this whole list is amazing, but the last two additions are by far the best because WHO AM I? Lava lamp and water bed?? Am I a 22 year old trying to seduce hot chicks in the early 90s? Am I a hippie? It's unclear. But they definitely go with my long beaded necklaces, scarves, anklets and toe rings.
LAVA LAMP AND WATER BED.
And beanie babies, of course.
Sigh. Oh, Corë.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Everything is a Problem.
August 9th, cont.
Hi Beth!
Well I just got a wonderful little comment from Brenda. The fucking cabin just takes me CD case and takes The Lion King CD out of it and puts it on without my permission. I got mad and Brenda said "Everything's a problem to you".
THANKX!!!
Corë
August 10, 1996
Hey Bethy,
5 DAYS!
Ok here's the news. Mom called here last night and spoke to this head-person Alicia. She spoke to Nan, my counselor. And then we had a cabin meeting. Oh, maybe I should tell you what Mom called about. She called to tell about how tired I am. I've been complaining about it. I think if she'd done it a few months ago, I would have killed her-- but I'm actually a little happy that she did.
Ok, also today for mail I got 2 postcards from Gramma Iris and a letter from Anna. Second day that I haven't gotten a letter from Mom. :( Well, that's just about it. I can't wait to go home. I hope I get a good dinner tonight. And I also hope I get at LEAST a letter from Mom tomorrow.
Love,
Corë
PS: Lauren, the Lion King director, told me I had "beautiful hair". YEA!
Oh. Everything about this is terrible. First of all, I have to agree with Brenda, that in this period of time I make a huge issue out of EVERYTHING, and playing my Lion King CD is no big deal and omg I just wish I would chilllll.
I also love how I sort of leap over the really interesting thing here, which is that my mother called camp? And told them I was tired? And then we had a cabin meeting about it? I'm wondering if there is maybe more to this story? And I'm wondering how a conversation like this actually would go??
I'm so sad for Corë. She is so clearly depressed. I mean, right?
Or maybe this is what being 13 is like?
At least I had beautiful hair.
Hi Beth!
Well I just got a wonderful little comment from Brenda. The fucking cabin just takes me CD case and takes The Lion King CD out of it and puts it on without my permission. I got mad and Brenda said "Everything's a problem to you".
THANKX!!!
Corë
August 10, 1996
Hey Bethy,
5 DAYS!
Ok here's the news. Mom called here last night and spoke to this head-person Alicia. She spoke to Nan, my counselor. And then we had a cabin meeting. Oh, maybe I should tell you what Mom called about. She called to tell about how tired I am. I've been complaining about it. I think if she'd done it a few months ago, I would have killed her-- but I'm actually a little happy that she did.
Ok, also today for mail I got 2 postcards from Gramma Iris and a letter from Anna. Second day that I haven't gotten a letter from Mom. :( Well, that's just about it. I can't wait to go home. I hope I get a good dinner tonight. And I also hope I get at LEAST a letter from Mom tomorrow.
Love,
Corë
PS: Lauren, the Lion King director, told me I had "beautiful hair". YEA!
Oh. Everything about this is terrible. First of all, I have to agree with Brenda, that in this period of time I make a huge issue out of EVERYTHING, and playing my Lion King CD is no big deal and omg I just wish I would chilllll.
I also love how I sort of leap over the really interesting thing here, which is that my mother called camp? And told them I was tired? And then we had a cabin meeting about it? I'm wondering if there is maybe more to this story? And I'm wondering how a conversation like this actually would go??
I'm so sad for Corë. She is so clearly depressed. I mean, right?
Or maybe this is what being 13 is like?
At least I had beautiful hair.
Friday, June 28, 2013
I'm sorta pretty but REALLY deep.
August 9, 1996
Bethany,
I'm a lot better now. I think I'll be OK. I've had a really good day. French toast sticks and rice krispies for breakfast! :) And good classes. I'm wearing an awesome outfit-- new jeans, short ribbed aqua t-shirt. Everyone is treating me okay. Ellen is going to tell them all about my family stuff. So that will be good. And it can't get much worse.
This camp experience, as awful as it has been, has taught me a hell of a lot. I deal with stuff. I know that writing with you makes me feel better. I know more about me. I think I understand people better. So I guess it hasn't been a total waste. Although it hasn't been great. Oh well. I know I'll never be here again and I know I won't meet anyone here again. If I do meet them it will be because they were my friends. I'll miss camp and some of the people but home will be great. Being away makes me realize how lucky I am.
I AM lucky. I have home and parents and cool clothes. I have OK grades. I'm pretty (sorta). I have an awesome bedroom. Great friends etc. It's just a matter of getting home. Can't wait. :)
Corë
SPOILER ALERT: Things at home will NOT be great.
Also, what's hotter than a short, ribbed, aqua t-shirt. UM NOTHING.
If you've been following since the beginning you can see the start of the loss of confidence about my looks. Back when I was ten I was positive I was crazy pretty. Third prettiest in the whole grade, to be exact. Now I immediately backtrack on my confidence about my attractiveness. It's sort of tragic. A tragic parenthetical.
Good thing I've learned so much about myself, and about others. (I assume what I really mean is that I have learned how much better than everyone else I am? Or how misunderstood and deep I am?)
Lastly, I would totally love some french toast sticks right about now. That sounds amazing!
Bethany,
I'm a lot better now. I think I'll be OK. I've had a really good day. French toast sticks and rice krispies for breakfast! :) And good classes. I'm wearing an awesome outfit-- new jeans, short ribbed aqua t-shirt. Everyone is treating me okay. Ellen is going to tell them all about my family stuff. So that will be good. And it can't get much worse.
This camp experience, as awful as it has been, has taught me a hell of a lot. I deal with stuff. I know that writing with you makes me feel better. I know more about me. I think I understand people better. So I guess it hasn't been a total waste. Although it hasn't been great. Oh well. I know I'll never be here again and I know I won't meet anyone here again. If I do meet them it will be because they were my friends. I'll miss camp and some of the people but home will be great. Being away makes me realize how lucky I am.
I AM lucky. I have home and parents and cool clothes. I have OK grades. I'm pretty (sorta). I have an awesome bedroom. Great friends etc. It's just a matter of getting home. Can't wait. :)
Corë
SPOILER ALERT: Things at home will NOT be great.
Also, what's hotter than a short, ribbed, aqua t-shirt. UM NOTHING.
If you've been following since the beginning you can see the start of the loss of confidence about my looks. Back when I was ten I was positive I was crazy pretty. Third prettiest in the whole grade, to be exact. Now I immediately backtrack on my confidence about my attractiveness. It's sort of tragic. A tragic parenthetical.
Good thing I've learned so much about myself, and about others. (I assume what I really mean is that I have learned how much better than everyone else I am? Or how misunderstood and deep I am?)
Lastly, I would totally love some french toast sticks right about now. That sounds amazing!
Thursday, June 20, 2013
More Tantrums at Camp
August 9, 1996
Dear Beth,
I'm so sad and I can't think of any way to be happy besides thinking about going home. Last night was a fake auction thing. We won Caitlin, a counselor, as a slave and then my idiotic cabin decided to also bid for fishing during rest hour. I was screaming at them not to but they did and we fucking won it. So I was mad. They stay up late, we wake up early. And then they take away my rest hour to go fishing. So then they all go to The Point to (what else?) talk about me! Ellen was there and she walked away from the conversation to find me sobbing alone in the cabin. We talked it out. She knows I'm sad because of stuff with my family. And I'm not used to being unpopular. I don't know what to do. I know it's only seven days but I am so sad. I don't have any friends. On the last day of camp no one is going to huge me and say goodbye. My only solution is to tell Ellen to tell them what is bothering me with family stuff, and explain that anything can set me off.
BETH THIS WAS ONE OF THE WORST EXPERIENCES OF MY LIFE!!
Love,
Corë
Awwww little Corey. Or Corë. So painful to read this. I literally at this point in my camp experience want to do nothing but sleep. And I can't deal with it if one day of sleeping time is compromised. This is literally a fight about me not getting a nap. It's like I reverted from 13 to 3 in the course of one summer.
Or maybe this is what being 13 is like sometimes.
Thanks, Ellen, for coming through. I knew you would.
The line "I'm not used to being unpopular" kills me. KILLS ME. It hurts. If a 13 year old in your life is acting massively irritating, be kind to her, on behalf of 13 year old Corë.
Dear Beth,
I'm so sad and I can't think of any way to be happy besides thinking about going home. Last night was a fake auction thing. We won Caitlin, a counselor, as a slave and then my idiotic cabin decided to also bid for fishing during rest hour. I was screaming at them not to but they did and we fucking won it. So I was mad. They stay up late, we wake up early. And then they take away my rest hour to go fishing. So then they all go to The Point to (what else?) talk about me! Ellen was there and she walked away from the conversation to find me sobbing alone in the cabin. We talked it out. She knows I'm sad because of stuff with my family. And I'm not used to being unpopular. I don't know what to do. I know it's only seven days but I am so sad. I don't have any friends. On the last day of camp no one is going to huge me and say goodbye. My only solution is to tell Ellen to tell them what is bothering me with family stuff, and explain that anything can set me off.
BETH THIS WAS ONE OF THE WORST EXPERIENCES OF MY LIFE!!
Love,
Corë
Awwww little Corey. Or Corë. So painful to read this. I literally at this point in my camp experience want to do nothing but sleep. And I can't deal with it if one day of sleeping time is compromised. This is literally a fight about me not getting a nap. It's like I reverted from 13 to 3 in the course of one summer.
Or maybe this is what being 13 is like sometimes.
Thanks, Ellen, for coming through. I knew you would.
The line "I'm not used to being unpopular" kills me. KILLS ME. It hurts. If a 13 year old in your life is acting massively irritating, be kind to her, on behalf of 13 year old Corë.
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
More Sad Missives From Camp. More Umlauts.
August 7, 1996
Beth,
I think the way you can tell if someone is your friend or not is if you feel uncomfortable saying things that are important to you-- then she isn't really your friend. Cece isn't my friend. Every time I say something I worry about what she's going to say. She always has some random bad comment. I don't understand why she can never agree with me or at least respect what I'm saying. It's really sad because she was so great last year and this year she's just not. It makes me really sad.
Love,
Corë
A rare moment of actual valid insight. Too bad I'm still using an umlaut, so I can't take my 13 year old self seriously.
August 8, 1996
Bethany,
Camp is over soon! Just 8 days. I hope it goes fast. I also hope we get a double rest hour. I'm tired. I'm very tired and I have a little half headache thing. My analogy that makes me feel better : You look forward to Christmas for a long time. On Christmas you're psyched. But the excitement wears off after the initial happiness. SO 8 days isn't very long, but it's nice to have something to look forward to. When I get home I'll appreciate it. The only really, truly bad thing is tennis. I mean, I don't like having freedom, etc. but tennis is what makes it BAD.
I'll make it! Can't wait. Remember: It will happen!
Love,
Corë
Poor Little Corey. I feel like she was so depressed. Every entry in this period of time is all tiredness and headaches. And reading Cynthia Voight, so at least I had that. I'm also unclear on what was so awful about tennis, but it, too, shows up in every entry from these four weeks at camp.
I also have no idea what this analogy means. I think I have not yet mastered analogies yet.
Umlaut: you haunt me.
Beth,
I think the way you can tell if someone is your friend or not is if you feel uncomfortable saying things that are important to you-- then she isn't really your friend. Cece isn't my friend. Every time I say something I worry about what she's going to say. She always has some random bad comment. I don't understand why she can never agree with me or at least respect what I'm saying. It's really sad because she was so great last year and this year she's just not. It makes me really sad.
Love,
Corë
A rare moment of actual valid insight. Too bad I'm still using an umlaut, so I can't take my 13 year old self seriously.
August 8, 1996
Bethany,
Camp is over soon! Just 8 days. I hope it goes fast. I also hope we get a double rest hour. I'm tired. I'm very tired and I have a little half headache thing. My analogy that makes me feel better : You look forward to Christmas for a long time. On Christmas you're psyched. But the excitement wears off after the initial happiness. SO 8 days isn't very long, but it's nice to have something to look forward to. When I get home I'll appreciate it. The only really, truly bad thing is tennis. I mean, I don't like having freedom, etc. but tennis is what makes it BAD.
I'll make it! Can't wait. Remember: It will happen!
Love,
Corë
Poor Little Corey. I feel like she was so depressed. Every entry in this period of time is all tiredness and headaches. And reading Cynthia Voight, so at least I had that. I'm also unclear on what was so awful about tennis, but it, too, shows up in every entry from these four weeks at camp.
I also have no idea what this analogy means. I think I have not yet mastered analogies yet.
Umlaut: you haunt me.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
In which I contemplate a BERET.
Hey Beth!
I WANT TO GO FUCKING HOME!!!
I had so much fun with my family! I got a Crazy Creek chair, jean overalls and the coolest jeans. They are wide-legged. They look good on me, I think. I'm going for a totally new style this year. I'm going to buy this really cool beret and look all hippie-ish. I want to grow my hair longer and get like platform-type shoes. I'm so psyched. And I want cool dresses. And I have this awesome new shirt that mom gave me and I'm going to spray chamomile tea in my hair and it will turn lighter. I have TONS of fake tattoos now. Like 30 or so that I wear a lot. I can't wait! GET ME HOME!
love,
Corë
Still using the umlaut.
And now planning on wearing a beret.
The cool won't stop.
I WANT TO GO FUCKING HOME!!!
I had so much fun with my family! I got a Crazy Creek chair, jean overalls and the coolest jeans. They are wide-legged. They look good on me, I think. I'm going for a totally new style this year. I'm going to buy this really cool beret and look all hippie-ish. I want to grow my hair longer and get like platform-type shoes. I'm so psyched. And I want cool dresses. And I have this awesome new shirt that mom gave me and I'm going to spray chamomile tea in my hair and it will turn lighter. I have TONS of fake tattoos now. Like 30 or so that I wear a lot. I can't wait! GET ME HOME!
love,
Corë
Still using the umlaut.
And now planning on wearing a beret.
The cool won't stop.
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