My sister moved back into the house a little while ago. In an effort to re-integrate all the "stuff" she's brought back from her apartment, including various items her roommate left behind because she moved back out West, we've been trying to once and for all get rid of all that junk that gets shoved under the bed, in closets and desk drawers, the useless nick nacks that pile up on virtually any flat surface in a room and any other "things" that have accumulated dust over the years.
One of the things I found while doing all this cleaning and reorganizing was an old diary I kept when I was 8-9 years old. I remember that I'd gotten the diary for a gift, and thought it was quite cool...that is, until my dad saw it and decided that it was a good idea to incorporate a "daily diary entry" into my homework routine! So, instead of writing in the diary when I felt like I needed/wanted to, I had to do it as a requirement. This diminished my interest such that most of my entries were reduced to boring bits of wasted paper. However, I did manage to find a few gems. Maybe if I'm bored one day I'll post a few, spelling mistakes, unfinished sentences and poor grammar included. In the meantime, back to the shoe box it'll go, with all my other items of nostalgia. It'll be funny for me to read again sometime in the future...a bit of history that reminds me of "me" as a kid.
posted by Sonia @ 12:25 a.m.
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