Let's try this again...

Growing up I always thought it would be so fun to have a diary. My parents bought me one complete with lock and key and it was pretty much the coolest thing ever - in my mind. I wrote in it the day that they gave it to me, then hid it under my mattress; not because I had written anything that I wanted to keep secret, just because that's what you do with a diary! Well, I'm pretty sure that's the only time that I wrote anything in it. I guess some things don't change. :) I love looking at other peoples blogs. I love the way it documents everyday life, not just for the readers but for whoever's writing as well. Today I'm going start again. *cue inspirational music*