June 6th 1990
June 6, 1990
We almost had fun last night. Almost. We built a bonfire on the beach and had everything to make s’mores, but someone melted…and it didn’t go on a graham cracker. Why does Crista have to ruin every good thing? I know she’s only seven and I feel sorry for her because she just doesn’t have a pal like all the rest of us do, but is that my fault?
Anyway, our parents went out with the Cavallaris and we were going to have so much fun on the beach at night, but Crista had a freak-out. When Mom called from the restaurant pay phone to check on us, Crista screamed so loud I thought Mom and Dad would send an ambulance. She told Mom we ignored her and she saw a monster in the water (can you believe that?) and Mom made me stay in the house with her. It ruined everything!
When she finally fell asleep (at the very END of Honey, I Shrunk the Kids), I went down on the beach and they were all laughing so hard. Tessa, Kate, and Eli and You Know Who. (Peter!) To be fair, the boys weren’t really paying much attention since they brought Game Boys down there, but I felt like Crista must feel all the time—kinda lonely. It made me think I should be nicer to her—but not so nice I miss the bonfires for crying out loud.
Anyway, Tessa got a little mini boombox for her birthday and of course she made a mix tape, so we danced to “our song” (“Walkin’ on Sunshine”—ooh yeah!) and I heard a song for the first time called “Nothing Compares 2 U.” I loved it so much! Someday I want to slow dance with Peter to that song.
Vivien