17 Jan 1997
It snowed today, so we didn't have school. I made a snowman and stuck some yarn in his head fro hair and then I put my scarf and hat on him. Then I got Daddy to come look and then we made snow angels. Then we had a snowball fight, and it was lots of fun! I might complain about Daddy a lot, but I really do love him. He and Mister Poofy are all I've got left. Speaking of Mister Poofy, he's been doing well. Whenever I have a problem I can talk to him and he just sings his little song and I feel better. Of everyone I know I'd say Mister Poofy understands me best.
14 Feb 1997
It was Valentine's Day today. The teachers made everyone give each other valentines so nobody would feel left out. I just gave boring ones to the boys because I don't like them. I really don't like anyone that way yet. All the girls I know are either just my friends or mean kids. I wonder if anyone will ever give me a valentine for real.
28 Mar 1997
Some boy got detention today for calling this other kid gay. I didn't know what it meant so I looked it up in our old dictionary and it said it meant "happy" or "joyous". How is that a bad thing? I'll go ask Daddy.
3 May 1997
School's almost out. This summer I'd like to convince Daddy to let me use the real oven, because I'm sick of him not cooking. I can cook really well now, because I've been practicing whenever we go to Grams'. I'm eleven now—I think I can handle cooking every day. I also want to see if I can get another Pokemon for Mister Poofy to play with. I want something cute like a Clefairy, but they're rare and if we were to buy one it would be really expensive. Maybe a nice little plant type like an Oddish or a Sunkern. I sure hope I get a sweet and cuddly Pokemon, because I don't like the big scary ones.
19 Jul 1997
Daddy finally let me use the real oven. I made a big pot pie and it came out great! Grandma helping me really paid off. He said that I had Mommy's skill in cooking. I'm glad he thinks I'm good at it. But then he said it was a girl's job and that I should take up football or something. I hate football. I like cooking, and I read somewhere that 60 of all cooks are men. So that means it's not a girl job after all.
5 Sep 1997
I'm finally in middle school. But that means we have to wear uniforms in gym class. They're kind of ugly. The shorts show too much of my legs. I don't like to show off too much. They're an ugly color, too. I wish we could just wear what we normally do. I don't have any clothes I really like—they're all just boring white or blue polo shirts. I wish Daddy would let me buy something cute or at least pink but he says pink is for girls. Daddy's really strict sometimes.
10 Oct 1997
In gym class they put us in the health room and told us about "family life". That's their word for sex ed. They put all the girls in one room and left all of the boys in the other one and then they talked to us about "the deed". I think it's kind of gross. The whole thing was kind of gross, now that I think about it. Then they talked to us about not doing the deed until you're married. Honestly, I can't really see myself with a girl. I've always wanted a wedding, but if I ever try to picture myself with a girl something just doesn't feel right. I think there might be something wrong with me.
18 Nov 1997
Today I tried something new. I went through the box of Mommy's stuff and found one of her dresses and tried it on. It was green and flowery and it still smelled like her perfume. I found some of her shoes and put them on—I almost fit into them now. Then I got out some of her lipstick and put it on. It felt so—what's the word?—liberating. It was like she was still here, and I didn't have to fake it anymore. Around Daddy I had to fake being tough and do stuff he though boys should do, but around Mommy I could just be me and she wouldn't care. I miss her a lot. I'm sick of always having to be Daddy's little boy. I wish he'd let me just be his little Harley.
12 Dec 1997
Today in school we saw an assembly. It was really stupid, just about "don't litter" and "save trees". I think that kind of stuff is boring. Then they let us out early and so we went home and played in the flurries. I didn't feel like going outside, so I just went in my room and flipped through some magazines. I found a picture of Norman, a rising gym leader from Johto. I didn't like to admit it, but he was really good-looking. I read the article and it was really interesting. It said that he was 26 and had a four year old daughter and a newborn son, and it said if he could live anywhere, it would be Petalburg City right here on Hoenn! I think I want a poster of him in my room.