I saw in the back of poetry anthologies that they have 'first line indexes', which I thought was kind of neat

Book 1
September
21st September 06
7th November 06

Book 2
November
8th November 06
26th December 06
(incomplete)

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-> book one

21/09/06 - Thursday
Oh dear. What shall become of me?
(3xA4)
22/09/06 - Friday
One supposes that not everybody has the capacity to forgive those who make mistakes and hurt them in some way - even if it was accidental.
(3xA4)
24/09/06 - Sunday
I feel that I am portrayed as something that I am not, or perhaps which I am not at constant or even outwardly.
(3xA4)
25/09/06 - Monday
One supposes that today could have been better, given a more efficient alarm clock.
(3xA4)
26/09/06 - Tuesday
One supposes that to over react is far easier than reacting with reason.
(1xA4)
27/09/06 - Wednesday
'Have you come back to be condescending?'
(3xA4)
28/09/06 – Thursday
I wonder why the words 'are you okay?' are always followed by a fierce bout of tears.
(3xA4)
1/10/06 – Sunday
Dear Lord – (if this is what you truly are, if not but a fiction and fearful desire in man's mortal heart.)
(2xA4)
3/10/06 – Tuesday
I am too cowardly to ask – and they are too blind to give.
(2xA4)
4/10/06 – Wednesday
Dear Lord, I feel so tired.
(1xA4)
3/10/06 – Thursday
Oh. Dear. Lord.
(4xA4)
6/10/06 – Friday
Oh dear Lord.
(1xA4)
10/10/06 – Tuesday
I realised at Queen's today that Stevi looked different.
(1xA4)
12/10/06 – Thursday
One month – I forgot it was October yesterday and said 'two months, one day.'
(6xA4)
13/10/06 – Friday
Lord, I just spent lunch explaining and re-living something I'd rather not.
(1xA4)
14/10/06 – Saturday
I now feel that if I were to acquire a Humbert Humbert he would be like my uncle Peter – and that is not a fun or desirable prospect.
(3xA4)
16/10/06 – Monday
I can still taste the bleach – it's burned to the back of my throat.
(3xA4)
17/10/06 – Tuesday
I woke up late this morning – well, not really – I woke up before my alarm again but remained in bed until about... I don't know, but I arrived at school in time for P2.
(1xA4)
18/10/06 – Wednesday
I still feel bad, which feels ridiculous and just adds to the unhappiness and clenching of my cold, empty stomach.
(1xA4)
19/10/06 – Thursday
I am at constant aware of the way that I am and more than is, if that could ever make sense.
(4xA4)
20/10/06 – Friday
I wish the bleach had killed me, or better yet, the ant poison.
(1xA4)
30/10/06 – Monday
There is a number of things that scream obscenities in one's mind when one realises that they aren't going to get away with it – namely 'arse wank twat, you passed twelve people from your History class on the way here.'
(5xA4)
31/10.06 – Tuesday
I was not willing to accompany Stevi and the others in Queen's Park.
(4xA4)
1/10/06 – Wednesday
It's inevitable, I suppose.
(3xA4)
2/11/06 – Thursday
Oh dear.
(6xA4)
6/11/06 – Monday
I can't believe it, Jenn, great composure.
(3xA4 + 5xA5)
7/11/06 – Tuesday
There is a point where enough is enough and I have indeed hit that when it comes to my Maths class.
(6xA5)

-> book two

8/11/06 – Wednesday
My mom was seriously threatening to come to school and sit in all my lessons.
(8xA5)
9/11/06 – Thursday
My body still aches.
(2xA5)
10/11/06 – Friday
I left my Byron biography at home.
(1xA5)
14/11/06 – Tuesday
I don't know why I chose Candide – I suppose it equates to the simple logic that a famous name (Voltaire) did appeal to me.
(2xA5)
15/11/06 – Wednesday
My brain is starting to ache with all this narration and planning.
(3xA5)
16/11/06 – Thursday
Wouldn't it be cute, naming a child Annabell-Leigh?
(6xA5)
22/11/06 – Wednesday
I've had a weird few days.
(4xA5)
24/11/06 – Friday
I had to put up a fight for my quilt today, but, though I won, it was in vain.
(5xA5)
25/11/06 – Saturday
Well, that was a bigger pile of wank than I had prepared for.
(3xA5)
28/11/06 – Tuesday
He's becoming more real to me than the tangable, corporeal things I know to exist.
(2xA5)
29/11/06 – Wednesday
Again I am struck by my reality.
(5xA5)
30/11/06 – Thursday
Hell, that poetry book is due back today.
(3xA5)
1/12/06 – Friday
I wonder if there are many people who find my face as repellent as I do.
(7xA5)
3/12/06 – Sunday
I decided last night and conceded welcome victory to masked white.
(2xA5)
12/12/06 – Tuesday
I wonder what I shall think when I look back upon this and read – gingerDIYethics
(2xA5)
17/12/06 – Sunday
I am a little distracted by the artist on television wearing a cute dolly dress.
(4xA5)
21/12/06 – Thursday
Truth is just a state of mind.
(3xA5)
22/12/06 – Friday
I don't think I can do Christmas, what with the food, the family and the presents.
(3xA5)
25/12/06 – Monday
Hmm, Christmas.
(2xA5)
26/12/06 – Tuesday
I wish that those I love would reject me, thusly sealing my love forever, rather than accpeting me and I growing so wearisome so quickly.
(3xA5)
28/12/06 - Thursday
I was completely shit-faced yesterday and I dumped Ewan by text, though he was just in the next room.
(2xA5)
29/12/06 - Friday
I'm still cripplingly tired, somewhat comatose and lethargic, and I got up at about five past three in the afternoon.
(5xA5)
31/12/06 - Sunday
I can't believe I'm having issues about getting out of bed and facing the world.
(9xA5)