I would, but I have only diary entry, and I need to find the book that holds it.

This is a cool idea! Here's an entry from this year (I can be veryyy dramatic) about this guy I liked:

I. Am. Freaking. Out. Okay, sooo yesterday we had a seat change in bio, and guess who I ended up sitting next to? JAKE! YES, JAKE! AAAAH! And today, literally out of nowhere, he says "Ciao bella" to me as he sits down. And then I'm all like "Hah what does that mean?" and then he just replies "It means 'hello beautiful' in Italian." Just like that. Utter nonchalance. No questions asked. So I just say "Awh, thanks!" because, like, what else is there to say and he's all smiles and shrugs and I'm actually MELTING INSIDE. JAKE CALLED ME BEAUTIFUL! IN ITALIAN, ADMITTEDLY, BUT STILL! WHAT IS LIFE!

I'm laughing so hard right now. Here's another, from the last day of school:

School's out! Thank the Buddha. I mean, I love school, but I seriously need a break. Horseback riding! Archery! Voice lessons! And the BEACH! And watching Troye Sivan for hours on end! At the BEACH! 

Yes, I have a Troye Sivan obsession. And a beach obsession. And an exclamation point obsession. I'll post more later. 

Wow! I just looked through my old diary, and all these memories came rushing back. Here are a few entries I thought would be fine:

Nov. 4, 2014                      Tuesday

Dear "Diary",

I hate Arthur ((my little brother)). He's always intruding in my room and laughing and smiling like it's some kind of joke. But when I go into his room, he gets deadly serious and SUPERMAD. I mean, he must have been in my room for 15 MINUTES trying to steal my blankets (I needed to get dressed) and then I go into his room and get a headrest puppy he hardly ever uses ((payback)) anyway and he hits me and SCREAMS  at me and hits me some more. I mean, what's up with THAT?! :(

I have more proof Arthur is a grade-A jerk. He was eating gobstoppers after dinner and I asked for one. So he took out a purple one, licked it, and handed it to me!

He did this for all the others until there was one gobstopper left. Then he took out the other one, mixed them around, and told me to pick a hand!! When I refused, he showed me which was which and then ate them both. >:(

-___________

Nov.  29, 2014                                 Saturday

Dear "Diary",

I'm getting blamed for something I didn't even do.

CJ ((Our across-the-street neighbor)) came over and we were all playing, but I got bored and decided to check my email. But Arthur was in one of his crazy moods and tried to stop me (namely, followed me). He got to the computer ((not the one I'm using now)) first and decided it would be fun to play on GarageBand. And then he made me wait while we listened to the short branch of music, then made me wait AGAIN by watching the little arrow scanner thingy go through nothing. Namely, there was no music. We waited for a while, then he did it again. But in the middle he decided he wanted to listen to "Happy". Then he wanted to watch the minion version. Of course that took a while to load, then he decided to start it over because it was glitching. Then Mom stopped him, and told me I couldn't check my email! Unfair! I wasn't even doing anything!
So I read the New Yorker and then decided to go on Pottermore. So now I'm not allowed to be on screens because Arthur wanted to be annoying. 

*Random angry pictures*

-___________

A few side notes: Later, my dad let me go on Pottermore and I got to see a good friend of mine, if you were curious. :)

Most of my diary entries are complaining about other members of the family. Sorry if you got annoyed with my whining. :)

Haha, cool idea.

Here's a diary entry from when I was 8 years old:

(fFor privacy purposes, I will be replacing the names of my friends in this entry to fake names.)

May 18, 2012

Kayla's b-day party. I gave her Anne of the Green Gables book and an art set. 

First, I got my nails done. Next, I got henna. After that, I decorated cookies.

(We had recently gone over "sequence words" in class, so I used first, next, after that, then, and finally. Nowadays when I write in my diary, I don't care. I just keep saying "then" over and over.) 

Soon we watched Kayla open gifts. Then we climbed upstairs and watched I Bought a Zoo.

It was noisy.

Jessica yelled, "Shush! If you hear my voice clap once." I clapped fifteen times.

Jessica: If you hear me clap twice!

I clapped eighteen times and said, "I did not clap twice. I could not hear you!"

Jayla: If you hear me be quiet!

Me: Abblagahabagobiabbhaba! Ieeee cannot heeeear yoooooouuuu!

(I did not really like Jessica when I was 8. I thought she was a bossy. Funny, now I'm 11, she's less bossy, and we are best friends.)

Jayla hit me with her pillow pet. Mackenzie and Katlin punched me -- hard.

(Well not super hard but still.)

(Then I drew a picture of Mackenzie as an angry tomato wearing boxing gloves, because when Mackenzie got mad, she got red in the face. I drew a picture of Kaitlin as an angry ugly cat.)

(Kaitlin and Mackenzie were always bullies. Mackenzie's nicer now, but Kaitlin hasn't changed.) 

(All things in parentheses are not in my original diary. Also names have been changed.)

(Date unknown)

2:59 (P.M.) What I want to do is go outside and paint a very good picthure of the clouds or flowers or something but I am not that good at painting and drawing.I will try anyway. I have something from the newspaper I might put in you. (That was a letter to the editor about the new ordinance on not riding bikes on the sidewalks of Main Street. I never put it in my diary.

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2/2/13 (When I was 11)

On Thursday we played BINGO who ever got the first Bingo got Mary's (My sister) Big lollypop I got it. The lollypop is very sugarey and hard. Yesterday we made a train out of couches and chairs and we made tickets and used LIFE money for money It was fun. We are still playing it today.

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2/3/13

We sleded in the yard It was lots of fun We had races. and one person was the yeller....... super bowl sunday was today It was the Ravens against the 49ers The Ravens won! :) I did not care

GOOD GOLLY GUYS LISTEN UP BECAUSE I'M ABOUT TO REVIVE THIS THREAD WITH SOME HORRIBLE RHYMING POETRY BY 8-YEAR-OLD ME.

Candy #2

g Candy is sweet, sour, and gummy.

It sits right down in my tummy.

I buy candy with my money,

but I always brush my teeth.

afterward i'm not a bird, but really really hiper.

Candy isn't for Mandy, it's for me.

hit that key!

Candy!

Oh my gosh this is pathetic whyyyy

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