Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Dear Diary: January 10, 11 & 12 1990

Dear Diary,
Today at school we were talking about wills.  When I die, my will will be, I don't know what it will be.  Today we were studying fractions with a candy bar and when it got cut into 32 pieces our whole class got to have a piece.  Well, Joe is fine, our plan hasn't failed.  I never ever want to break up with him.  He is so very nice and cute.  My sister still thinks he's a dork, but I, I disagree with her.  I don't think I draw good, here's a picture of one.

Dear Diary,
How are you?  I'm fine and really tired today the dentist checked my teeth they're fine.  Mom locked the keys in the house and it was cold outside.  By.  I'll draw one more picture.

Dear Diary,

1 comment:

Brent & Andrea said...

Love this!!! In my fifth grade journal I would write EVERY day, "I rode the tire swing at recess and now I feel like throwing up." Apparently I didn't know when to stop.