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Jun. 25th, 2003 04:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jainaI'm at home in Maryland for a week and half, both to pack up all my old stuff in my room, and to have my wisdom teeth out. Poking around in my room today I came across one of my old diaries. After finding the key (quite a feat, given that the last time I wrote in this particular diary was 1993), I read the half-a-dozen entries inside (I wasn't much for keeping regular diaries), and found this gem:
March 23, 1991
Dear Diary,
It's Saturday, and I haven't found a thing to do! Actually, I'm in my room because I can't find any pants to wear. Honestly, this is so unfair because there aren't any pants in my room, and Mom says I can't come out till I have some pants on. And that could mean a really long wait for me.
Ah, the trials and tribulations of a nine-year-old. I wonder if someone eventually brought me pants.
March 23, 1991
Dear Diary,
It's Saturday, and I haven't found a thing to do! Actually, I'm in my room because I can't find any pants to wear. Honestly, this is so unfair because there aren't any pants in my room, and Mom says I can't come out till I have some pants on. And that could mean a really long wait for me.
Ah, the trials and tribulations of a nine-year-old. I wonder if someone eventually brought me pants.
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Date: 2003-06-25 04:01 pm (UTC)That is absolutely hysterical... just had to reply to say that. ;) I was 12 in 1993, but I can totally relate to that pre-teen angst.
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Date: 2003-06-25 04:22 pm (UTC)