In which our heroine laughs heartily at her ten-year-old self
In the name of cleaning out the computer, I have been transferring journal entries that I typed up from old journals into Livejournal.
Some of the entries will remain private, but I have edited others for public consumption, and the results are hysterical.
What happens when a ten-year-old girl gets her hands on a pretty pink pen and a tiny notebook that no one else is probably going to look inside? For that matter, what happens when a twenty-year-old girl's two best friends have just fallen in love with each other?
See, folks, this is how much maturity I gained in the past four years, and the last fourteen years.
*cracks up again*
Some of the entries will remain private, but I have edited others for public consumption, and the results are hysterical.
What happens when a ten-year-old girl gets her hands on a pretty pink pen and a tiny notebook that no one else is probably going to look inside? For that matter, what happens when a twenty-year-old girl's two best friends have just fallen in love with each other?
See, folks, this is how much maturity I gained in the past four years, and the last fourteen years.
*cracks up again*