The return of Diary Thursdays

Last week was a holiday, but today we’re back to the scribbles of a very young, very innocent Audrey. Last night I delved further into my past and discovered these priceless entries from when I was a mere ten-years-old. Pre-boys, pre-junior high, and most notably pre-boobs. Again, I have changed nothing except a few misspellings and grammar mistakes. Enjoy:

Thursday, November 19, 1987

I am ten and 9 months. Fifth grade is almost impossible. We haven’t had a single day without homework. The other day I went to Sabina’s house. It was ok. Dad is giving me and Sabina photography lessons. Well, maybe I should tell you (me) what’s going on in my life. Here are some facts:

Favorite color: blue
Cutest TV star: Kirk Cameron

I can’t think of anything else.
Oh one more thing, I’m taking up jogging.


Sunday, November 22, 1987

Hi, I’m still ten and 9 months. I can’t wait till thanksgiving. Today is Sunday, and like every Sunday, Grandma takes me Scottish Country dancing. I don’t like it that much, but it can be fun. Plus, if I do Scottish dancing then I’ll be doing three kinds of dancing: tap, folk dancing (that dad teaches) and Scottish. That means I will be a good dancing actress. When I grow up I’m going to be a movie star. I already planned the beginning of my speech when I win the academy awards – “I made this speech up when I was ten years old.” Well, that’s as far as I’ve gotten.

P.S.
I’ve stopped jogging.