So I've imported all my old blog posts

Looking back on some of them, I think god how different I was back then only a few years ago. A little cringy, a little angsty, and a lot neurotic. But still it's like looking back on an old diary which I cherish. Really puts into perspective how much I change over time. Some old posts I've deleted, cause they just added nothing to this blog. Not that my blog is some kind of masterpiece.
I've been looking over some old ass diaries I kept in elementary and middle school, and some entries are really amusing to me. Some are as far back as 1st or 2nd grade. I'm glad I kept them. Apparently I attempted to write a rap song:

Written September 30th, 2001

(I was 10)

"Yo, this is a story about a girl named JAN

She went outside, jumped, and RAN

Then a stranger came up and SAID

Yo Wazzup? My name is JED

Then the stranger said JAN

Inside my car is a CAN

of Pringles, will you go GET IT?

FORGET IT

Jan said, you're just trying to 

kid-nap-me.

I shouldn't talk to strangers ANYWAY

So Jan ran home, ALL THE WAY."

Next entry:

"Well that was a dumb song, I'm not sure if I should go with rap music."

I'm not sure why I thought the best way to kidnap someone is to bribe them with a can of Pringles. At least I quickly understood that rap was not my thing. 

Some of my other really old entries are kinda depressing:

January 7th, 2000 (9 years old)

"Dear Diary,

Today we went to a party and my dad got drunk. When we went home, he destroyed the house and acted like a lion! I prayed had hard as I could and hoped that he would stop."

Other entries show me to be a blossoming young woman:

 June 4th, 2001 (age ten)

"Dear Diary,

The boy I like doesn't like me. I found out at pioneer camp. We were going to square dance and he asked Ash to be his partner. I asked him if he liked Ash and he said yes! I couldn't believe it. I was heart broken. I liked him but he liked somebody else. Soon I had many dreams about him night after night. I wished he like me instead of Ashley."

June 26th, 2001 (22 days later)

"Dear Diary,

Yesterday, I got my period! I think it's getting worse. I'm really disgusted and the pads feel like diapers."

And some entries ask really deep, meaningful questions:

October 3rd, 2001 (age ten)

"Dear Diary,

Sometimes I ask myself why I love the show Dragonball Z. It's funny when Goku stuffs his face because it makes me laugh. I like the show because to me it's like real life."

Sometimes I wish Dragonball Z was real life.