Wednesday, July 18, 2012

3rd grade journal

I found my Hello Kitty diary.
yes...my very first one. i think i started it when i was 6...can 6 year olds even write? i dont know. I think i was 7/8/9 for most of these entries. and I really do remember sitting on my bunk bed writing them. (especially the novel about my elementary love, Drew*. it took me like, 2 hours to write that thing.)
*name has been changed just in case he EVER sees this, HEAVEN FORBID.

the entries progressively get more embarrassing.
but come fourth grade, i get pretty ridiculous. and way too boy crazy. which is funny, because i was NOT cute. i was a chubby awkward kid.
i'm including a photo for your reading pleasure:



i made sure to make it a full length body shot, so you could get the entire vibe of my awkwardness....including my swishy pants and black anklet.
enjoy.
(i even threw in the letter to Drew that i wrote '20 years from now'. omg kill me.)



I have the nicest family in the univers.
love, nicole

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Dear Diary,
I'm gonna draw
(insert picture of christmas tree here)

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Dear Diary,
ahhhhhh. My private stash is SHHHHH!
in my pic book.
Love,
Nicole
actually its not.

(im so clever, even tricking my diary)
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My Dear Diary
I have told you many things. Don't tell a word. If you do....well you can't  huh!

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Dear Diary,
In my stash secret, you would hear everything.
Love,
Nicole

(WTF was i talking about? stash secret?)
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Dear Diary,
I met a boy named Julius. Hes sweet like every other guy in this world. Hailey asked me if i liked him and of coarse i said 'no, we're just friends'. Like i havent heard that line in my life before!!

(who is this kid writing this stuff!?!?)
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Dear Diary,
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bye

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Dear Diary,
It was May 5, my day to lead the line. school quickly ended and i went to play practice Belle and the Beast were talking and told him she had to leave through half of the practice. well im her understudy. any guess who the beast is. DREW! at the end of the play I had to tell him i love him or like him, i dont know which one. we had to dance together and when the director was talking we were about to start and were in dacing position. we waited for a minute and dropped position. then we started and i was looking at my shoes and he was looking at the wall. i had my hand on his shoulder and he had his hand on my side. our other hand were holding hands and dancing. i loved every minute of it. i really do like him. My friends were laughing at me cause at the end i was supposed to say, "i love you!!" in the script it says "i like you" so. i really do. well im going to church and going to see him there. we both still like eachother i think.

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Dear Diary,
there is an annoying boy named Frank. He is so stupid. G2G. Ps I asked Logan out. He said no.

(dont worry guys. come 10th grade when i went back to visit, me and Logan kissed. elementary dream completed. REDEMPTION.)
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Dont you hate it when guys do something really... you know!!! Well, i have to go carve a punkin. i still dont know if i am madly in BFGF with him anymore. well G2G bye, nicole

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a note 20 years from now.
Dear Drew,
Hows life? How is your business going? My dream came true. I am a marine Bioligest. Well half. My other part is marrying you. WB
Nicole.



I'm embarrassed for my children. I feel so bad that they get my genes.

7 comments:

jackie herself said...

hahahahhahahha. please say there are more entries. these were awesome. "my other part is marrying you. WB Nicole."

Kristen said...

Bahahaha. This is so great!

Robby Spratt said...

This is pretty funny. :)
I had a diary when I was a little kid too. This makes me want to dig it out and see what kind of weird stuff I wrote. I don't know if I would have the guts to post it on my blog though.
By the way, I like your new profile picture. It's a good one.

Liv said...

hahahahah

I DIED!! I was just reading through my journals the other day. EMBARRASSING!!! I wanted to throw them out so my children wouldn't have the chance to read them, but my mom wouldn't let me!

PS we were meant to be friends... my entries are about the same!! haha

Unknown said...

remember when we used our old journals as coffee table books at oakridge? forreal one of my favorite memories from school...hahaha you are so hilarious.

KB said...

OMG STOP. I am rofling and crying. Well, I have to go carve a punkin!

ashnicole said...

Heelarious! I need to find my diaries now :)