I found my journal from in school. After deciphering my horrendous handwriting and spelling I discovered my dream creature was a thing named Zoom thing. It lived on the island of Hawaii and looked like a yellow squash and it liked ice cream. I also constantly referred to my best male friend as female. It feels so good remembering such good times.
I found my first grade journal a while ago. It was a journal we wrote in at school. Most of the entries consist of "Today I" and that's it. or something like that. I barely ever wrote anything. Except one entry where we had to write on things we are good and and things we need to work on. I said I was good at reading and math, and I needed to work on talking. I must have been bored as shit all the time because I never talked to anyone. at all. ever. except my parents and very very occasionally some of the kids that were really nice to me. I wish i had better memories of my childhood. oh well.
I wrote in one that I wouldn't change the world because I liked school and wanted to be a teacher...I don't remember wanting to be a teacher. I must have been mentally retarded at that age.
i luved that when i red my childhood jurnals i discuverd i wasnt the tipe to ask for help if i didnt no how to spell a werd
All of my journals from that age are like...one sentence every now and then. Haha. I've never kept one for very long, I finished a whole notebook in high school, but stopped writing when I was like a junior, lol. A whole lotta teenage angst going on in that book.
