July 8, 2011
12-8-93 Dear Journal, This morning the Endeavor went to the Hubble and put some new lens in. I’m going for a scholarship to go to space camp free. I haven’t started yet but I will soon. Yesterday our sub was nice. Last [night] I went to Girl Scouts for my first time on time and nobody was home! Then I called some other girls in my troops and there’s only a metting [sic] the 2, 4 Tuesday of every month. Darn! To the current third graders of the world. I am so sorry that you will never get to write this kind of bad ass journal entry when YOU are in fourth grade. My own distant-future children will never understand the raw excitement of an American shuttle launch, and for this, I hope there is still a space camp in the distant-future where they can apply for scholarships to attend.

12-8-93

Dear Journal,

This morning the Endeavor went to the Hubble and put some new lens in. I’m going for a scholarship to go to space camp free. I haven’t started yet but I will soon.

Yesterday our sub was nice. Last [night] I went to Girl Scouts for my first time on time and nobody was home! Then I called some other girls in my troops and there’s only a metting [sic] the 2, 4 Tuesday of every month.

Darn!

To the current third graders of the world. I am so sorry that you will never get to write this kind of bad ass journal entry when YOU are in fourth grade. My own distant-future children will never understand the raw excitement of an American shuttle launch, and for this, I hope there is still a space camp in the distant-future where they can apply for scholarships to attend.

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February 23, 2011
February 22, 1994: Dear Journal,

“Today was bank day! And it’s my sister’s B-day. She got Sega Genesis. Lucky. She also got a game. Tale Spin. Tomorow she and her friends and myself and my sister. [??] I can’t wait!

Ms. K. is nice. Art was short. At least it seemed so. Today I’m going to do my book report”

I haven’t posted any elementary school journal entries recently, but I think it’s time to return to basics. That same sister had another birthday yesterday. She turned 8 years old in 1994, and in 2011 now has a lil’ baby lady of her own. Instead of Sega Genesis, she boasted of a sassy diaper bag birthday present. My how time flies.

I’m still very curious about what indeed we all did on February 23. The following journal entry does not shed any light on this. It remains an unsolved 4th grade mystery.

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March 28, 2010
How to keep fourth graders off the streets

3-21-1994

“Dear Journal,

Today we went to Rollerama. It was fun. I brought in my grasshopper from my Concepts of Ecology class. Last Saturday I graduated from Lansing Community College.”

Dear 4th grade self,

WTF. You did NOT graduate from college that weekend. Rather, your EXTREMELY generous mother drove you to Saturday “enrichment” courses, and inflated your tender ego by planting the seed in your head that you may have actually “graduated” from the hosting institution. Warning from the future: stop trying to graduate so many times, if there’s any prayer of looking back at your 20’s with the same sense of reckless freedom that your peers will experience.
When asked why in the world my mother took the time to cart my sisters and I around to a wide array of extracurriculars, she’s recounted more than once that bright young girls who aren’t sufficiently challenged and ever unsupervised WILL turn into sneaky hussies in no time. She’s seen it happen. Precious! 
One day I will share exciting photographic evidence of this science-for-smarties class, complete with me in front of an oversized grasshopper model, but I must first scour my limited childhood photo collection here. Point-and-giggles are welcome once the evidence emerges. 

GREENERIE TRIVIA: The VERY SAME roller skating rink mentioned in Line 1 became the site of my first (heavily supervised) date with a REAL BOY the following March. What I’m saying is that I wasn’t a completely hopeless loser, or at least I took good enough notes from the cool girls that year that I was able to seduce a date to the fifth-grade-camp dance…  Long story. 

How would I spend my free time now without so much evidence of my silly childhood activities to nostalgicate all over? They explain so much. MAKE YOUR CHILDREN KEEP JOURNALS!

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February 25, 2010
PROOF! Dear Journal, 3-15-93,

This might be the most calm depiction of my parents’ relationship in the history of my prolific journal. I typically omit the more stressful entries, and was so thrilled to see this gem of a story. Maybe we were a normal family (sometimes) after all! My father remains a big fan of pizza at home, and my mom continues to have birthdays. Adorable.

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