But the journal I was interested in yesterday was my very first journal, started when I was 10 years old. I wasn't much older than Kamy is now, so it gave me a little insight into what might be going through Kamy's mind right now. Here is a picture of me and Kim in 1986. I was 10 years old. (I was wearing clip on earrings and so very proud to have them. I remember when I got these school pictures back, and I couldn't see the earrings through my fanned-out hair. I was so bitterly disappointed.)
As I was reading some of my journal entries, I found a few things interesting. Here are some excerpts.
"I had to go with mom to her doctor's appointment today. I waited there so long. If you ask me, I was so bored. When mom had to step on the scale, I went up to her and she pushed me away. Why did she do that? I think it's because she is pregnant again. What other reason would she push me away?"
"It is Christmas eve and mom sent us to bed. Kim and I are going to sleep in the same bed to stay warm back here in our cold bedroom. Kim has a stopwatch. She is going to set it for 1:30 am. I can't believe we are going to stay up so late! It's going to be so cool. When the alarm goes off, we are going to go into the living room and see all the presents. We'll be the first ones to know!"
"...It's the next morning. Kim's watch must've been broken. We also fell asleep way before 1:30. Probably about 10:00. Anyway, we woke up at 4:00 and went to see all the toys. We thought we were the only ones in the living room but then we heard a snore and it scared us so bad we ran back to our room. It was only Grandpa Pete."
"Mom had the baby. Me and Shavonne have to go to Annika's house to sleep there. For dinner, Shavonne had three tacos. She is such a pig."
"It's almost Christmas again. I'm getting an acid washed jean skirt as well as a few other things. Wanna know how I know? Kim peeked at all her presents and she peeked at mine too. She told me what she was getting. She got a hair crimper. That is so cool."
"As I write in this journal, I wonder how old I'll be when I come back and read it. Probably pretty old. Funny."
There were many more, and I had a great time reading through some of them. Later, Kimmie called me. I told her about my journal experience and she went to dig out hers to. She started reading different entries out of her journal and they were almost identical to mine. We both talked about what we had for dinner. We both put down the date, time, and place we were writing from. We both talked about trying to stay up late on Christmas eve. We used almost the same wording. Very funny. We are sisters and best friends, indeed.
One very important reason that I have this blog is for it to be a journal. It's very exciting to me to have a record of what I did, my crazy thoughts, and humorous stories about life. Thanks for being part of it.