Merry Christmas!

I dug up one of my old diaries the other day. It's weird to read your childhood journal as an adult. To humor you, I thought I'd share an entry from my "super-secret diary" which I named Claudia in tribute to my favorite babysitter from the Baby-Sitters Club series. Beware of a corny twelve-year old ahead!
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December
Monday 1, 1996

Dear Claudia,

My favorite month is finally here! 'Tis the season to be jolly, fa la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la! Christmas, yeah! I love Christmas! I love snow! I love the vacation! Dee called me a few weeks ago. She's 5 ft. 4 inches. I'm only 5 ft. 2 in. I got to start growing up and stretching out. I'm amazed at how many books I've read this month. My school's holiday concert is on Dec. 11. I play the bass/tuba part on the keyboard. Today I went on a trip to St. John's University Library.

Now I'm sort of scared of college. I saw these big, tall boys who were smoking and yelling near the cafeteria. What if that happens when I go to college? Oh well, I'll guess I'll have to face it. But I can't worry about it now. Love ya!

Love,
me
p.s. jingle bells, batman smells, robin laid an egg! =)
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I guess some things never change (my love for this holiday) while some things weren't as terrible as I expected (some of the tall, smoking dudes I knew in college were excellent conversationalists).

Merry Christmas!!