i have kept journals since i was 5. i’ve decided a new blog style i’m going to do is excerpts from these diaries… these are for those who know me, knew me or wish to know me more. i hope can you enjoy. [fyi - grammar, spelling and puncuation will not be corrected.]
january 8, 1989
dear diary,
today got very mad because my friend jeffrie stuk bread in my milk. you see i gave him a pisece of my sandwich and he gave it back to me… so he gave it back to me and stuk it in my milk so i tried to get it out but it fell in but the sanck (snack) bar lady said i could get a nother one.
january 19, 1991
dear diary,
… right now I’m ready to go to bed. it’s 9:30. wow. i’ve been up later i stayed up till ten o clock last time. wow! right now ben is watching t.v. right now and he’s geting pizza. yum. but i hope not spinch (spinach). yuk. thats gross.
bye.
february 18, 1992
dear diary,
i’m at my friends house. her name is jaqui timer. i wish she would be nicer cause i made her bed. she is very nice. so are her parents. bye.


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January 31, 2008 at 8:50 pm
Jacqui Timer
If she could go back, she would be nicer. She had no idea how good of a friend you were and how good of a friend you would become.
I love you!
February 1, 2008 at 2:08 am
Ty
I’m impressed, i was just speaking and writing when absolutely necessary as a 5 year old. My life consisted of sound fx mostly.
p.s. sorry we got a little much on the strobing and techno last night. My sincere apologies.