Date: Sunday, 9/21/69

I’m at the library now. I spent most of this weekend with Charles.

What’s going on? It doesn’t matter. Just listen, if you don’t get your work completed, you will fail and lose this glorious scholarship and have to leave College and Charles. So buckle down and do your work.

I’m promising myself that right now. First I must write this down: Charles and I are going to a doctor so I can get a prescription for birth control pills. Being Charles’ lover got complicated quickly.

Okay. To work or else.