For this epic lollery I found my VERY FIRST DIARY EVER today, when going through a box in the garage looking for a blank notebook. I was only 7 and in the first grade, and it really showcases how heinous my literacy was before my first/second grade teacher got me caught up (I entered her class a month late in 1st grade, with my alphabet screwed up from 5 different kindie teachers and completely unable to read-- this diary is after months of her teaching, but before 2nd grade with her, where I jumped up to a sixth grade level in a matter of months).
because cockeas are delicious, obviously.
Translation: Dear Diary, it's me Rebecca. Today we picked up Jamison. When he got into the car he pushed!! ANWAY.
Translation: Car rider today. I like Tessa, I love Tessa. I like JJ, I love JJ. I kiss JJ, I hug JJ, I watch movies with JJ. I hug and kiss JJ!
Translation:I am having a picnic tomorrow, for me, Rebecca. Easter is coming soon and there is a problem-- my cousin is a money stealer. It is summer now and I get to go swimming every day, for the whole entire summer.
Translation: I am a car rider every day. Well okay, maybe only Fridays. Most of the time I am happy because I can play with my friends, Chase, Jenna, Jennifer, Katie, Shelley, Tory, Janie, Jeanie, Allison, Melissa, Jessica R., and Jessica J. Good-bye.
Solacium wrote: I love that! I have a journal from the same age with such similar entries hahaha. Maybe we would have been best friends.
Or maybe all 7 year old journals read like that?
Yeah it definitely was a good laugh, it made me want to go back and re-read all the half-hearted journals I wrote in over the years (I would start one, write maybe 5-20 entries, and then promptly forget all about it only to start a new one a year later because I was obsessed with school supplies (I loved mechanical pencils and erasers and bleedy pens and pretty notebooks. Sadly this has not changed!)
I only ever fully completed a journal once, when I was in 7th grade-- so 12-13ish. And I just know it would be so full of melodramatic outrage and despair!