I write from my oldest diary. Oh yeah, its so interesting, you won't be able to stay away-- or is that awake?1:42 p.m. - 2003-11-06
Ahhh... my hands are cold.
So how are y'all today?
I said I was going to (try to) start writing with at least SOME regularity, and dammit, I'm going to try!
So... I was laying in bed before falling asleep a few days ago, trying to think of some random topics I could toss in here, you know, to maybe make an entry more than just me saying "God, I suck, I should write more often!" The parellels between my online diary and my childhood diaries are truly shocking. I did the exact same thing when I was a kid, except then, I was writing to a book with lots of empty pages! I could probably dig out one of the old ones and give you an example... oh heck, why not! Just a minute...
Oh... you are going to get the shit from my VERY FIRST DIARY! It has three entry spaces on each page, and when I was young I didn't think that I was supposed to use up more than one at a time. It also has a teddy bear and 8 hearts going down the side of the cover. I started it on September 27, 1991, when I was all of 8. Lets read, shall we?
2nd entry of Sept. 27, 1991.
Diary, the most exciting thing happened to me. I got pumps! {Quite the little drama queen, wasn't I?} Pumps are the high heel dancing shoes. Diary, your {I'm sorry, but I simply must keep the typos with the tacky ass writing} the only one I can trust. keep all this stuff a secret. I've behn in dancing for along time. goodnight Diary. Yeah, I'm sure I didn't tell that to everyone I knew-- I got pumps! Whee! See all the secrets?
September 25, 1991: Dear Diary, My Brothers are very mean. {Gavin} spilled my soda. Diary, I don't like my Brothers at all. My friend Alicia {later added, "and I"} made Brain Scramblers. {What the hell are Brain Scramblers? I have no idea.} Goodbye.
I wrote with some regularity until December 13, 1991. The next entry I have from the next year is October 19, 1992. You see, my pattern of not writing for long periods of time went back to long, long ago!
Dear Diary, Sorry I haven't written In a long time. But, I have alot to do plus I got another diary I cant write in that one anyway.
there isnt anafe {enough} space. so any way today is columbas day. we didn't have any schoolwork. Our new fish are healthy and gorgese. I'm bening an Indian this Halloween. But I'm very lonely. My friends are to busy with echeoter {I honestly could not even venture a guess as to what echeoter is.} The don't notise me. So i'm writing to you, my next friend. {Repeat: quite the little drama queen.}
My friend moved and so that leaves me with you. Mormly {I think that is "Normally"} I would be reading a book. But even that seames boring. My teacher thinks I'm an exllent story writer, I engoy writing storys, to. It's like a conectsone. I'm begining to like this, so Ill write a story. Heres the story
60 friends {I actually originally interpreted that as GO friends}
I like to say I have 60 friends even though I dont. All my friends want to go somewere with me. Finally, I said to my friend. "Remeber your part of me but give me some privasy I give you yours so give me Mine." THE END. {I was all set to be the next Hemingway, hunh?}
so what do you think diary? Isn't it terrific? I can do better, but I only wanted to use one entery {This one entry took up 6 "entries"}. We have to steve's in our class, and beleve me the're first names not only match, so do they. the'r both trouble makers. Bye
Well, I think that should be plenty from my old diary. Been fun, hasn't it? Oh yeah.
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