Sunday, March 3, 2013

The first page from one of my earliest attempts at a journal, when I was 9:

Jan. 13, 1991 [actually 1992]
Monday


Today is Monday. I hate Monday. On Monday I can't sleep until ten like I do on Sunday. On Monday I have to go to school. I hate school. You have to work in school. I hate work. I'm glad I have gym. I like gym. I like going home. When I go home I play then I do my homework. This Monday (today) I have a basketball game. We will win. I hate Monday.

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