The lift wasn't working. My ulcer is hurting. I still don't remember my childhood. I enjoyed the ship bombing film last night. Think the Junior Anti-Sex League girl is a Thought Police spy.
Ive committed a very bad Thought crime. The neighbor Mrs. Parsons nearly caught me. Was then tormented by her Junior spies. She seemed afraid of them. Had a dream. O'Brien talked to me.
Had another dream. This time with my mother. I think her disappearance is my fault. Thought of The Golden Country. I was there and the dark haired girl took of her cloths. Woke thinking of the word shakespear.
Changed a speech today. Since Comrade Withers was vaporized changed his name to Ogilvy.
Had lunch with Syme. He said Newspeek is going to narrow all thought. He is very intelligent. He will one day be vaporized. I think the dark haired girl s spying on me.
I remember sex with a prole prostitute. The party hates sex. They want to remove its pleasuer. They want to make it a duty. I want to enjoy it.
The proles are the key to rebellion. Not even the Brotherhood can do it alone. I remember finding the photo disproving those mens' treason. The party is dishonest. 2+2=4.
I met an old man. He was a prole, and could not remember the past. I bought a paperweight. The dark haired girl followed me again.
