19. Haven't had time to write up in an age. Neither have I had material. Am pretty much all right again and am still enjoying (?) the happy "school days" that, as everyone will tell you, come but once in our lives. Alas! and we can't ever have them again (Boo hoo) and we'd give ten years of our life to be a school-girl once more, with naught to worry or trouble us, etc., etc. It's my opinion that anyone that thinks they'd like the care-free (?), happy (??), irresponsible (???) life of them's 'ittle bygone school days had better try the Hartford High. They will never say it again. But, enough! Me mighty brain, though showing the strain, still holds traces of other thoughts. I had lunch at Harriet's today. Am taking iron pills to give me more blood. Blood! I will have blood! Muz generally meets me half-way to school and pops an iron pill into my mouth. Dan has had a crush on a girl who is, according to him "a pink fairy". It took a rather violent form but was very short. I think he's getting stuck on May S. but am not sure. If he does it will probably be a long one as she is not flashy, but just quiet and ladylike. I am not aiming digs at the P.F! (Dan says not it stands for "poor fool") in these words. As far as I can gather she was not flashy. She was (and probably is) the original human ice burg.
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