To celebrate My Diaries as a Nine Year Old Girl, here are some pictures of me (and my sister) in our youth. Granted, I'm much younger than 9 in this pictures, but if gives you an idea of what kind of spunky kid I was, my family, and the weird clothes my mother dressed us up in.

I've decided to include a few days worth of entries at a time, as they are only 4 lines to begin with. It was one of those 5-year diary things, and we're about the size of a small calculator, so I didn't have much to work with. Quickly leafing through it, I think I kept it up for about a year, before I 'grew up' and ditched the 4-line format for a journal that didn't confine my 10-year-old sensibilities.

Reader beware. Some of these are pretty inane and boring. I will keep the spelling intact where I can, and hopefully some of these will make you laugh. Let's begin!

January 4:
We acualy dind't do mush much. Me and Mary are having a sleepover while Tanya and Cristine have one.

January 5 (10:55 - around):
Crumy sleepover. Mary had to go to work (6:00-3:30). Boy today went by fast. Bey!

January 6 (10:25 - around):
I can't belive it. Luke (there were two hearts drawn in here, but I scratched them out at a later date, I guess) is in my skiing thing but he hardly noticed me!! First day of swimming. Bye.

January 7:
I don't know.

January 8:
Michell's party was o.k. Leeann was crabby. I can't imagine that school's tomorrow. Well bye.

January 9 (9:30):
Wow! School! Angela went to Miami, Florida and about 100 more places, bey! (I think I must have thought Miami and Florida were two different places...)

January 10 (10:00):
I polished dad's shoes. I got 2 bucks. I'm begining to find that Michel is growing up, bye! (I think the Michel I'm refering to is our old next door neighbour, though it could also be our next to next door neighbour as well).


...And so went a week of a 9 year old me.