Showing posts with label dear diary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dear diary. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Dear Diary 3/3/1991


More from my ten year old self...

"I'me sick so I stayed home today. Mrs. Evoniuk gave me a entry form for a poetry contest. The poem she wants me to send in is The Lighthouse. It goes like this.

There it
Upon a hill
A lighthouse stands with pride
Makes me feel safe here on the sea
Guider

It's called Cinquain poetry. Bunny's going to have kittens soon. Michael really likes Angel. I don't have any best friends anymore because Angels Mike's best friend now. Last night we went to a play called J.B. it was hard to follow but it had good acting. I was sitting by Mike & Angel & Michael had his arm around her and she had her head on his shoulder. Leah is a very bad brat. I hate her and that's not a lie. bye."

Once again I must stress that I have no idea what my precious sister Leah was doing to annoy me and I have a feeling I was the very bad brat. Also, I was playing around with calling my brother 'Mike' like all his friends were but it didn't stick then and still doesn't. He'll always be Michael and I have forgiven him for stealing my best friend away since I ended up marrying one of his! 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Dear Diary 1/3/1991

New Diary
Old Handwriting


January 3, 1991
"I've been sick since yesterday. Leah's been a real brat ever since I taught her "I ame rubber you are glue bounces off me and sticks to you". I started to feel better this morning but then I got sick again. I can't wait for school to start. I hope I don't look like a football player in my new outfit. bye"

My new diary was a gift for xmas 1990. It took the place of the little spiral notebook I'd been using and it had a lock! In this entry I begin a spelling error that I continue for an embarrassing length of time. I still look at that "ame" in my diaries and wonder how it happened over and over again. The "football player" comment is referring to my new blazer that had huge shoulder pads. As I recall, it was heavily circled in a J.C. Penny catalogue by my own hand and so was my gift from my grandparents. Hot pink and black...oh my.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Dear Diary 12/7/1990

Confessions of a dramatic 10 year old.
"Dear Diary,
Grandpa's coming tomarrow. And Aunties baby is due tomarrow. I hate Leah. And I hate it when dad gives me long talks. Last night I went with Jessica to Aladdin the play it was really good. Jessica likes Bob too I hope she stops liking him. Mom is sick so she cant be around Auntie probably not during labor. Mom just told me Angel, Aleesha, and Amber are going to school with us after christmas vacation. by. "

First I'd like to say that I no longer hate Leah, I adore her more than anything. She put up with so much as the youngest of four. Sorry Leah!! Also, this is the last entry from my very first little diary. This was all written in a tiny little memo pad but I was the lucky recipient of a brand new official diary with a lock on it for Christmas that year. Get ready for 1991!

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Dear Diary 10/7/1990

MY OLD DIARY
1990 - almost 10 years old.

"Dear Diary,
today Toni got married. It was so exciting. I almost cried. in the middle of it adreanna Bobbys baby went pee and her diaper leeked onto my skirt. I had to go and wash it off. I almost didn't pass out birdseed because LL was going to cause that mean Heather Lady told her to afterwards we had a flat and we were almost out of gas and we left Bobby and her boyfriend and David at the church. David is like Steve he kept pulling my hair so I'd pull his back. Now which is 6:41 they are coming over I'm not sure who all is coming. Well, bye.
Rachael"


Okay so I must chime in here and say that I was ONLY nine years old okay? I promise I eventually got the hang of punctuation and spelling. Now, which is 1:43, I'm going to laugh at my immaturity and go ride my bike really fast down a hill. Because that's what almost 33 year old kids do.

Well, bye.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Dear Diary 8/1/1990

Another fabulous installment from
the Diary of my 9 yr old self.

"Dear Diary,
My life is getting great. Mom, Dad, Steph, and Mike went to Spokane and they went to a park thing it cost alot but they had fun they brought us back a badminton set. Then Dad went to Alaska and Mom Mike Auntie took Steph to camp and brought us Suckers Popsicle things and makeup dolls but the dolls don't work. We got to stay with Teresa and play with Nicolas and Lorene Sussane. Then Dad came home and brought me a little glass thing. It's pretty. Today I'm getting glasses. But theres about a 30% chance I might Not. We are going to go to Portland saturday. by for now. 

P.S. We have Anne of Green Gables and were getting Anne of Anvonlea."

There's a 30% chance I had a future as an artist.


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Dear Diary 7/10/1990


Another fascinating entry from my first diary.
I was nine years old.

"Dear Diary,
I don't like it when mom has to work so late. Somewhere I herd that the people you love the most make you the maddest. well thats true with me and mom I guess. yesterday some Idiots left this poor little kitten by our tree and they say they didn't do it but it was obvios. I call it bunny it's eye was hurt but it's getting better. we're keeping aunties kitten but Tim's taking it. Today I ame just getting over a cold. Leah just got it.
Well, goodbye."


I wonder why nobody pushed me toward art.
Clearly I was overflowing with talent...

Monday, September 24, 2012

Dear Diary 3/9/1990

1990. Good year for a nine year old to start a diary!


I guess when I was happy I wrote in cursive...


"Dear Diary,
 today was not as bad as yesterday. I got three sweets for correcting papers and I had fun after school. I went to mcdonalds with Auntie and I sang good in choir."


I had a good day but I was still a bad apple.


Thursday, September 20, 2012

Dear Diary 3/8/1990

my first diary

(this is my very first diary entry. i was nine years old and in fifth grade. if i make this a regular blog entry i will eventually have to edit my dramatic young self but you'll get a good picture of the internal workings of my mind at a young age. hopefully it's good for some laughs!)


"Dear Diary,
today everything wrong happened. first I got in trouble for Just saying something to my mom and I got restricted from the tv over the weekend. then I got in trouble for getting pencil shavings in moms nail stuff. I even think Andy does not like me at all because I got my cast off on Mon. and He just noticed it today. and today in school I got a D+ in my math corrections and I had to stay in in recess and pe because i had a broken arm. and I had a lot of stuff to do and I was behind in my school work I ame usually done before lunch time. That is my terrible day. I even considered running away. Ben came over P.S."