June 4th, 1973
Dear Diary,
You'll never guess what happened today!! I think I may have finally made a friend! You see, in my English class we were given a final project for the year and the project required that we work in pairs. So… I just sort of sat at my desk, staring at my hands, expecting to be matched with the leftover kid (class clown Gary I was assuming) when this girl approached me. She was kind of plain looking, with dark brown hair and a dusting of freckles. She introduced herself as Candice Weatherly and asked me if I wanted to work with her on the project.
As you can probably guess, I was extremely amazed. Someone had actually asked me to work on a school project with them! I was hasty in my response, telling Candice that I would be very glad to work with her. We then exchanged phone numbers and she invited me over to her house tomorrow to work on the project. I'm a little nervous, especially since Mom quizzed me this evening about my new 'friend'. Mom's really picky about whom I hang out with. I was actually surprised when she agreed to let me go over to Candice's place tomorrow. I guess she met Mrs. Weatherly (Candice's mother) at the supermarket this morning and found out that they were a lot alike (Yep, that means hating show business people and feeding their kids 'health' food). Guess my mom's not the only one.
Anyways, tomorrow Candice and I start work on our final project. It's due Friday, which I guess is okay, especially since school ends in the middle of next week for summer vacation. I'm just a little nervous about writing a poem. We get to write the poem on whatever we want. Hopefully Candice and I can agree on something. I hardly know a thing about her. I would just love to write a love poem to Keith. I mean it would be secretly to Keith. If anyone asked, I'd tell him or her that I wrote it for my future husband or something generic like that. That way I wouldn't be found out. But wouldn't it be grand to write a love poem to Keith?
That reminds me! I asked Mom about the concert and, as expected, she said I could go if I bring Ricky with me and if I pay for my own ticket. That's okay, though. I have enough money for all that. I save my allowances for just this type of thing: Partridge Family Albums and Partridge Family concerts. I'll have to see where I can get my ticket. Maybe Laurie knows?
Oh! And also for a very exciting update!! I saw Keith today after school by the taco stand (he is in community college, lucky guy) and he actually said 'hi' to me, followed by one of those wonderful smiles. He is so nice! Next time I see him at the park, I will definitely approach him. I mean, I need to work on this relationship too if I want it to work. Even if he never asks me out again, I need to keep myself available. That means no dating other guys. Not that that's going to be a problem. As far as I'm concerned right now, I couldn't imagine going with anybody but Keith Partridge.
Well, here's to tomorrow!
Donna
P.S. Let's see how I am at writing poetry. Even if Candice doesn't like the idea, I can write my love poem to Keith in here. A place where no one will see it. Well, here goes…
I think of you fondly,
Every day of my life.
My unending dreams,
Of sweet you are rife.
Okay. So it needs some work (actually it needs a lot of work), but I can do that. Practice makes perfect after all. Actually, I'm sort of enjoying this poem-writing thing. It's a challenge coming up with just the right words. Maybe I'll continue. Maybe I'll finish it and give it to Keith. Anonymously, though. He can't know it's really from me. That would be too embarrassing!!
