Dear Diary,
I'm 21. So ready to taste that first beer ever.
Love,
Diana

Dear Diary,
I went home this weekend. It was nice. My mom cooked dinner, we went to LaConner for a day trip in the Volvo. We went to Target. I probably go to Target almost every time I go home. I can't help it. I love it there. I am a complete tool. But I got a blender!
While my mom and I were having our outing on Saturday, my brother was at a mixer for young republicans at a shooting range. He got to shoot a glock and tested out a few pro-GOP interjections in conversation. I wonder if people could tell that he was an infiltrater. This is where my brother ends up in Seattle. gun ranges filled with republicans. That doesn't just happen, it takes EFFORT.
My birthday needs to be over soon. Because it's all I can think about.
Love,
Diana