I came across one of my old diaries today. The calendar says '95-'96, so I was around six years old then. Here are a few excerpts from it, with the original spelling included. Unfortunately, the keyboard doesn't have backwards letters as well. Translations will be in parentheses.
-- Last niget I had a tarobl day. NOT GOOD (Last night I had a terrible day. NOT GOOD.)
-- I pakdes riding my bik wet 2 wels on but my butr keps bubing in to me. (I practiced riding my bike with 2 wheels on, but my brother keeps bumping into me)
-- Get a grp! (Get a grip!)
-- I love you!
-- Bad day!
-- Les eat! (Let's eat!)
-- My hero!
-- On my feld crp I got to fed a got. (On my field trip I got to feed a goat.)
-- I got sam nau clos. I love them. (I got some new clothes. I love them.)
-- My boyfrinde is nobody. Ha! Ha!
-- My dad callse me prinses cup cack. I like that name. (My dad calls me Princess Cupcake. I like that name.)
-- No other God. No grave and emeg. Not God in vane. Remeber Sbeth day. (No other God. No graven image. Not God in vain. Remember Sabbath day.)
Weird. I have another diary from when I was a bit older and had my wits more about me. Perhaps that one will make its way on here in a future entry....
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