Four-point-sixty-eight years old and still alive. We went on an expedition with Adam and John and their parents to Africa, which I think is somewhere in Golden Gate Park. We learnt some important things, like how to clean skulls with beetles and that pirhanas are shy (I wasn't fooled for a moment).
I've started school five times a week in Miss Rhonda's class. Mum's
there once a week. We start at 08:15, and apparently it's
truancy if you are half an hour late. Mum's doomed.
Diary: 4.57 years old (Aug 2003)
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