Thursday, February 26, 2009

Thursday, August 18,1988

Dear Diary,
Today I came home from Granny's. Nothing else happened. All I think about is Dax. He should be headed home by now too.
I am worried about school starting too. Being a 6th grader is going to be a new experience. Hope I make it.

Okay, that makes me laugh. I am seriously worried about surviving the 6th grade. If the 11 year old me knew what sorts of things I would survive in my life, 6th grade would seem like cake! I guess that is the way of life though. First you have to survive the 6th grade. Then you start to learn what you need to know to get you through high school, college, marriage, jobs and children. Life is full of baby steps and 6th grade is one of them!

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