It’s 1986 and there are three kids on my street, me, Bill, and Dian. We are all about the same age and we always hang out. It’s Awesome. I am not going to lie this last week has been rad and sad. I suppose you deserve to know, Dian is one bodacious babe. Her hair is big and beautiful and her bright green leggings are excellent. She is so nice and she reminds me of Tiffany when she dances. Now bill is my friend but this last week he just got a brand new stereo. You should see this thing, it is huge! Now he thinks he’s some kind of stud muffin and Dian has been begging him to play her latest Michael Jackson tape on it. But when I hear “Beat It” all I want is for Bill to hit the road. When he got it he put it on his shoulder and danced over to her place. He got so excited he almost dropped it a few times. I know he’s my friend but if he had dropped it I would have had to say “Smooth Move Ex-lax.” And yesterday when I was out shopping with my mom they hung out without me, which was absolutely bogus. But now I have something to flaunt because while at the store I told my mom that I was now old enough to need a watch. I told

her that I needed to keep track of time, but I really just wanted to sport an awesome watch. She was almost got me a calculator watch be then a miracle happened, she let me get the one I wanted with hot colors. Bill thinks he is so cool but when Dian saw me today she said that my watch was totally rad.