-Transcript- December 8, 2001 Saturday 1:45 AM I’m tired. My English class just finished the Scarlet Letter trial. I was Hester Prynne, Amy was my daughter, Pearl, Linda was my defense lawyer, Bao questioned Chillingworth, and Charlie questioned Dimmesdale. We lost. -End transcript- This is one of my fondest high school memories. I volunteered to […]
Dear Diary, I Think God’s Calling
-Transcript- September 30, 2001 Sunday 10:19 PM I’m so blessed!!! Praise God!!! I love Him soooo much!!! I read parts of the previous entries and I see how my life did a full 180. Turned halfway to put my ways away from the Lord and 360 for it turned around completely. 🙂 It makes me […]
Dear Diary, I’m In the Youth Group
-Transcript- August 25, 2000 Friday 11:32 PM Mom finally let meeh go to Youth Night with Catherine & to the Youth Retreat. It was fun, really. The theme was Soldiers for Christ. So we were put in groups with seargants. I was Purple group. We had to have a platoon name and a cadence call. […]
Dear Diary, I Got A Job
Warning: In this diary entry that I found, I used some words that others might find offensive. I apologize, but I’m not editing them out (just as I don’t edit the grammatical and spelling mistakes) because I set out to be as honest with you in sharing these diary entries as I was honest to […]
Dear Diary, It’s a Blessing
-Transcript- Aug 9, 1999 Monday 10:04 PM I was offered three things this summer. A job, and two different summer school. 1 was for Lang & Math & the other was for Geometry. I took the Geometry. I remembered that bible passage that says God will open the floodgates of heaven & pour out so […]
Dear Diary, I Testify
Read here why I’m sharing with you some old poems I found inside my dairy and journal entries, and why I’m sharing them with you unedited! I like this one below because of the little sketches. I tend to doodle 🙂 09/10/02 I will stand, I will not falter. Though at first unsure, I will […]
Dear Diary, I Can’t Take It
December 29, 2002 Living a life, Beaten, abused. My little heart, Stepped on and used Though not as great, The things I face, The hurts are deep, In every case. I can’t take it, I want to die. On His shoulder My head, I lie. I cry and sigh. But in His love I live […]
