My Six-Year-Old Self

As you all know I just graduated a few weeks ago, and I'm staying with my parents in Omaha, Nebraska until I move for my "real job" in July. I'm loving being home and I'm terribly excited about moving into my first place that I can call my own in a couple months. I've found the apartment and I'm getting more and more preparations finished (i.e. bedding, cookware, etc.) for the move. Today's task has been to go through all of my old stuff and decide what to throw away and what to keep. I've found several keepers, several things for the trash, and several things to eBay. Among the keepers is what I'm about to share with all of you, my journal from when I was six. It was 1992, my Dad and thus, my family, was stationed at McGuire Air Force Base in New Jersey.

There are pictures to go with each of these entries but it will take longer for me to put those up as I'll have to devise a way to do it since our scanner is ghetto. Note: Everything following this is written exactly how it was in my journal -- cute six-year-old misspellings and all. I have made some clarifying notes next to some entries in {brackets}.

September 8, 1992: First day {first day of first grade}

September 9, 1992: Happy

September 10, 1992: Birthday {September 10th is not my birthday, nor either of my parents', nor my kid sister's...who knows.}

September 11, 1992: Weekend {I'm surfing in the picture I drew with this one}

September 15, 1992: Trees

September 18, 1992: {There are no words with this entry just a picture of someone crying. Me and my Mom think this is probably the day my Dad was deployed to Somalia}

September 21, 1992: I dreamed

September 25, 1992: If I could fly {the picture with this is particularly hilarious}

September 30, 1992: I feel happy when my dad coms hom love (or maybe leve) {this entry confirmed the Dad deployed to Somalia suspicion from three entries previous.}

October 2, 1992: I like Fridays because we go to gym to because.

October 6, 1992: I wish I could Hav Iscrem. {Ice cream???}

October 9, 1992: After school I like to go to gym after gym I go hom.

October 14, 1992: My favorite place is Disny Wurld and go to ThuD Math rul kusr Dr. {I have no idea}

October 16, 1992: I would to learn he {not sure if that actually says 'he'}

October 21, 1992: My favorite person is Jen. {Jen is my sister, this was after the first 2 1/2 years of her life where all she did was scream, but before she was old enough to make me realize that we would become close-to-enemies until I graduated high school.}

October *: Drugs are bad because they can mec you sick {that's right boys and girls, drugs with make you sick}

October 27, 1992: I am scared when i am all by mysef. {I don't know where I would have been by myself at the age of 6}

October 30, 1992: For Halloween, I am a cat. {the 'c' in 'cat' was backwards}

November 3, 1992: If I were President I would I would Tel all the piPsl to the WhiTE House {again, I have no idea, but note the date, apparently I was a pretty politically conscious child.}

November 4, 1992: Who won the President election Bill Clinton {again, politically conscious}

November 10, 1992: The nicest place is First Grade. {Wasn't it though? Snacks and recess -- what more could you ask for?}

November 12, 1992: If I were five years older I would babsit. {I did baby-sit a lot as a teenager -- a little foreshadowing}

November 13, 1992: I had a terrible day today {I probably missed my Daddy}

November 17, 1992: I like to read because its Fun. {I still think reading is fun}

November 20, 1992: School is importart because you lrn {I love the irony of spelling the word "learn" wrong in this sentence}

November 25, 1992: I can't wait till my brThday.

December 1, 1, 1992: My favorite movie is Batey and the Besty {Beauty and the Beast, maybe?}

December 4, 1992: My favorite stuffed animal is my cat and my dog. {I don't think I had a cat or dog stuff animal}

December 8, 1992: All I want for Chris is a Cat and Dog and for My Mommy and Daddy and Jennifer and me and ukol and my ant and my gapoy and gamoy. {Dad, apparently, was not home yet}

December 15, 1992: I want to give my Mom an Dad a reng Dalareng. {No idea what that last word is}

December 16, 1992: My favorite Christmas song is rockin ora the christmas tree.

December 22, 1992: My New Year's Resolution is Not tock bak to mom. {I'm wondering if this was prompted by a letter from Daddy encouraging me to help Mommy.}

January 4, 1993: Christmas was nice because I got a hed bad. {I got a head band. I'm glad that over the years I've kept the characteristic where it's the little things that make me smile (i.e. a head band)}

January 6, 1993: Don't talk to strangers because they are bad and tel yor Doddy and mommy.

January 12, 1993: Boat {ADD much?}

January 20, 1993: I hope the new President is nice {I should have also hoped that he'd keep it in his pants.}

January 22, 1993: Something good to me is vechvol and froot. {The only reason I knew I was talking about vegetables is because of the accompanying pictures.}

January 26, 1993: I would like to be a pilot because it's fun. {I have always loved airplanes, the sound they make and flying}

January 29, 1993: Mrs. Smith has a neat Job because it's fun.

February 1, 1993: when it rains i feel mad {I like rain}

February 3, 1993: I would like to be a herdresr. {Evidence that I was calling hair "her" way before it was cool to do so. I should be getting royalties.}

February 5, 1993: Lifesavers

February 12, 1993: I wish I was home.

February 19, 1993: Georg Washington is important because he was a General

February 24, 1993: I will save money for a home and a cat and dog. {Little Miss Independent}

February 26, 1993: I am excited because I am happy.

March 1, 1993: The wind was so strong that it blod the tree uy way. {This picture is also entertaining.}

El fin. I hope you all enjoyed that as much as I did.