Confessions From A Teenage Diary 17th – 23rd September 1994
byWhen you can’t reply on boys, there’s always Take That to fall back on. This week’s teenage diary is angst ridden and a teensy…
When you can’t reply on boys, there’s always Take That to fall back on. This week’s teenage diary is angst ridden and a teensy…
Oh what it was like to be a teenager growing up in the countryside, where ‘fun’ was considered to be bashing a bag of…
This week’s teenage diary sees the last couple of days of my family holiday in Ibiza followed by going back to school after the…
It’s the second week of my Ibiza family holiday. The drinks are flowing, the angst is rising, and the jumped up ungratefulness levels are…
And so we come to September, which means it’s time for another monthly edition of my teenage diary. Enjoy! Wednesday 1st September Last day…
It’s most teenager’s dream to go to Ibiza, unfortunately for me it was a family holiday and I was not impressed one little bit….
I have a couple of snogs and all of a sudden I think I’m God’s gift. It must be teenage diary time… Saturday 13th…
Another week, another set of angst and issues from teenage me. This week’s teenage diary sees me freaking out about coursework – still not…
And so it begins… friendships start cracking and all because of bloody boys! This week’s teenage diary looks at the after math of the…
Welcome back to my monthly teenage diary. I’ll let the words speak for themselves this month, so sit back, take some time out for…
Blimey it’s all going on in this week’s teenage diary. You wait for a boy and then just like buses, two turn up at…
If you’re a regular follower of my blog you’ll know that I’ve been sharing weekly and monthly extracts from my teenage diaries. As I…