Forgive the caps, but oh my god. I was born a meme.

Okay, so yesterday I was digging through my closet to find a bag for my sister. My mom stores a whole bunch of old stuff in my closet so I decided to look through it.

That's when I found old papers I wrote on in first grade/2008.

My "diery" was mostly me insulting people and drawing what I think are mermaids. Honestly, they look like potato-fish-demon hybrids.

You know how you write out your name and put a trait that describes you for each letter? Like if your name is Jim then it'd be

Justice-loving

Intelligent

Magnificent

Well, my name's Coralyn. And what I put for "R" makes me want to scream.

If you can't read my lovely handwriting, it says, "(I love) Romatic (movies like Sherk + disney movies)"

I actually wrote "I love romantic movies like Shrek."

What. The. Hell.

In my defense(?) I've always watched a lot more Dreamworks animation movies than Disney movies growing up. Not to mention the main conflict of Shrek is Shrek and Fiona falling in love. So it does make sense.

But still. I can't believe that's what I thought the most romantic movie was as an 8 year-old.

So you think it couldn't get worse from there, right?

In the words of President Donald Trump, you would be "WRONG!"

I had this best friend book that I remember buying at school for me and my friend Brittany. In this book you write down answers to random questions like, "What do you guys do for fun?" or "What's your favorite memory together?"

Then there's the question, "What do you do when you go home?"

THIS IS STILL ACCURATE.

But why was I so distressed in second grade??? What was there to worry about??? Snack time??? I bet I didn't even know what the word "stress" meant!

I can't believe I actually wrote this stuff down as a kid -_-;