Vintage Diary Entry 2: Tuesday, June 30th, 1992

Today is my birthday. Guess what I got? One dollar from my grandma, $5 from one of my friends, and a card from my mom. That's all. She didn't get me anything else. She spent more on Crickett's birthday which was yesterday. Crickett is a fucking CAT! She got her 2 toys and a CAKE! You know, this summer is turning into a fucking sick joke. I don't even know why I had high hopes that I might have a good birthday seeing the way the rest of this summer has gone. That's all.
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HAW HAW HAW!! ONE DOLLAR from my grandma?! I know that inflation exists but holy SHIT that's cheap. My sister Kelly had the same curse. She remembers birthday cakes that said "Happy Birthday Kelly and Keesha". Keesha was a Siamese we had. This was my 17th birthday, though. I was old enough to get into rated R movies. I'm surprised i didn't mention that. One of my friends and I used to buy tickets for something else and then sneak into the Rated R ones. It was a big deal.