Dear Diary: I love 10 year old me

Especially when 10 year old me sets up a touching story and then ends it with a total non sequitur.

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Jan. 4, 1992

Dear Diary,

Nothing really happened today, so back to yesterday. At Pizza Hut after the pizza I wanted to play the games, but two boys were on them. So I waited. One boy asked me if I would play his game for him while he went to get more change. I lost. The other boy said “You play pretty well” and went back to playing. The boy who asked me to play wasn't even mad! After a while the 2nd boy (The one who didn't ask me to play) said, “What's your name?” I told him. “That's a pretty name” Went back to playing. Then the 1rst boy asked “Do you want to play,” he said handing me two quarters. I played. Soon, their pizza was ready. They let two boys play their game so they could eat. As I was leaving I waved at them, they waved back! Wow! The dentist wasn't different except the floride treatment I got a ring there.

Love,
Angela