Anna found my 8th grade journal in our old Lookout Mountain bedroom. Somehow, reading a journal from 8th grade is more enlightening than a journal from 2nd grade - perhaps because I am more in touch with my 7-year-old self than with my pre-teen naivete? Such moralism in a 13-year-old. At the risk of escalating my web presence, here are the chosen excerpts (all grammatical mistakes left in for charm):
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