Dear Diary

I went home to wash my laundry at my house this afternoon, like I do most Fridays, and ended up stuck here. (Maybe stuck is a bit negative sounding, but I don't mean it to be). Yes, I had heard about the forecast for a "small winter storm" or whatever, but our weathermen freak out about the smallest thing. But they were justified this time, so here I am.

I like being home, but not really at the moment, because my room and the house in general is a disaster. We got the entire inside painted and de-wallpapered, and everything's covered in a thin layer of dust. I turned on the light in my room and the click echoed, which made me uneasy. It made the place feel empty and cold, and my walls are bare. I need new furniture now, since my multicolored chest-of-drawers definitely do not fit in now.

I was putting sheets on my bed when I noticed my first diary haphazardly lying on my bookshelves. I hadn't read it in a while, so I thought I would, and it is crazy. Well, not crazy I guess, but I don't know how to explain it other than the diary of a six to ten year old girl, which is how old I was when I wrote in it. I filled it up, because I promised to when my mom bought it for me, and especially as a kid I was very big about keeping my promises. When I remembered them. I was also very intense about the whole "DIARIES HAVE TO BE PRIVATE" thing, but that was about all I was disciplined about. I've kept diaries/journals for the majority of my life, because I'd never heard rules about how they should be written, whereas I knew lots of rules about writing stories. Maybe that's why writing fiction has always made me tense. I also noticed a good number of recaps of movies I had seen. Anyway. Here's some excerpts from my ~*childhood diary*~ to amuse you. Errors uncorrected! For historical accuracy/laziness.

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July 5, '96
Dear Diary...
I love to read. And I have lots of frinds. And I love this diary.
Caitlin
P.S. I WILL MAKE SURE THAT NO ONE READS THIS DIARY EXCEPT ME.
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Oct. 10, '96
Dear Diary...
Happy birthday to you happy birthday to you happy birthday dear diary, happy birthday to you. And many more. Diary I'm sorry but it isn't your birthday. It's Savannah's, on of my beast frinds. It's her birthday, and Katie's birthday. But I won't be able to go to them. We are going somewhere else.
Caitlin
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Jan. 24 '97
Dear Diary...
Today was the spelling bee. A lot of good things happed to me today. Like I got to go to Mac Donald's. And I got a letter from Gorgia. It said congrats Caitlin. Then I got a basket with candeys. And I did sand art.
Caitlin
P.S. I am alternate. (in the Spelling Bee) I didn't win.
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Sep. 17 '98
Dear Diary...
Today we went to the county fair and saw the play "Annie." I really liked "Annie" and the county fair. My mom, dad, sister, aunt, grandma, friend and I thought that the villen in the play "Annie" was halarious. She was pretty drunk.
Caitlin
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Jan. 10 '99
Dear Diary...
We just watched the Swiss Family Robinson on TV. It was really good. It was about this family that got shipwreacked on an island for 182 days! CRAZY. They built a shower in their treehouse. Next Sunday, they're going to put on a movie about Martin Luther King Jr. and how he won freedom for all black people.
Caitlin
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Mar. 8, 2000
Dear Diary...
I was just thinking. I really do like Tyler. I also just found out that I am lovesick because of him. And more thing. I wonder if he really does like Brooke, or is he just making that up? Who knows. I wish I did know. I also wonder what it's like to be really popular, like Kara. Everyone likes you, and accepts you. Boys like you. Tyler once even liked Kara as a girlfriend, and could still possibly like her!
Caitlin
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Mar. 29, 2000
Dear Diary...
I found out something that I should have known before. Tyler and I have totally different interests, and as you know, I like him! It's such an inconvenience. Anyway, Amber made me a thing called a Peeper! It is a puff ball creature with hearts for feet. It is so cute!
Caitlin
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Masterpieces of prose, all.