I should introduce myself, my name is Cressida, I'm 25 and I live in Manchester. I first began writing a diary, aged eight, on the 17th April 1999. NINETEEN NINETY NINE. Blimey I'm old. In 1999, the minimum hourly wage for workers aged 21 and over was £3.60 and Bluetooth was first introduced to the masses.
Let's begin with my first ever entry, I thought it would be nice to show you the whole thing. This was written in a yellow foam notepad with Winnie the Pooh on the front. I don't think I was old enough to write in pen -
'Aalfabet Zoo' was an indoor soft play centre where anyone who was anyone had their birthday parties at. One time I ate a full box of Nerds in the ball pool. I'm pleased I conquered my fear by going on the big slide three times, go me! To go on the slide you had to sit in a sack and shuffle to the edge of basically a sheer drop, the kind that makes your tummy feel like it's rushed in to your mouth. This whole place was manned by 17 year olds in scrunchies. The drawing is a fairly accurate portrayal of what Alphabet Zoo looked like, not sure why I illustrated diary entries but I was eight, so what else was I going to do?
As if clear, I've never been great at spelling but I like how I documented getting two 'necklesars', perhaps this was the start of my love of necklaces, I have gazillions!
I have to admit, my handwriting hasn't really improved.

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