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Christi Bradley

(transcribed 12:26am CST Friday 31 January 2003)

[I can still remember to this day (my 12,000th!) as we were in Mr Reagh's Algebra II class (I remember it was Mr Reagh's room, but I wouldn't have remembered the subject without reading my diary), near the end of the day, announcements were made that anyone who wanted to try out for marching band should go to the band room that afternoon right after school. After a bit of discussion with Heather Lakatos and maybe Derrick Whitte, Christi Bradley turned around in her desk, looked deeply into my soul with her beautiful blue eyes and said, "you should join band."

Me, like a deer in headlights: "okay."]

10:20 May 13.

Christi Bradley got me to try out for rifles today, and I made it. OH Shit. That will be a lot of work. But I'm in band, now, and I'm near Lynda Smith. She's in rifles, too. Sex Sex Sex. I will get to go to 6-flags if I keep it up. I will have to practice every fucking day, though. Goodnight 10:22