February 29th, 2004

     Dear Diary, I'm not haveing a good day. My mom dose not trust me anymore I have a habit of suching my thumb and every time I don't I get something, my mom yells at me to get me to stop craying.

     Love, Emily.

I love the way my brain used to think, it's so random, ha. And on a sidenote, I continued to suck my thumb until I was eight. My mom sewed up this little glove that tied around my hand and covered my thumb, just my thumb, and that finally broke my habit.