Okay, so I dug up my old diary from my sophomore year in high school and maybe it's my imagination, but I find it hilarious. I guess I didn't realize I was such a goofy person.

So here is the first diary entry I've chosen for your approval, as it appeared in December of 1996. Enjoy.

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Dec 14, 1996

Saturday

10:50 pm

Hey. It's hard as hell to write with fake nails (or should I say fingertips) on. Today I went and bot those fake kiddie nails. You know, the ones you actually stick on your fingertips. I painted them sparkley black and now I'm wearing them. Hey, I also bot a perdy black shirt and choker at Value Village. (And a dress.)

Today I got my tooth filled. Hey, I finally got my Demo speech and Interracial dating skit done on Fri. the 13th. That's also the day the new Tim Burton movie came out. ("Mars Attacks") Gotta C it. Hey, we played the Christmas concert. We were awesome!

PS. Daves comin back on Mon

Yours antidisestablishmentarianismly,

-T

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Pretty profound stuff, huh? Betcha had no idea I was so deep, even from a young age.