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Don't you hate it when you arrive at your destination in the middle of a great song? Yeah, me too. So there I was, sitting in my car in front of my house because the song hadn't finished yet.
                              
It was Basket case by Green day. It's a classic if you ask me.
                              
When the song finished I got out of my car. I wasn't sure if my mom was home. Probably not, she was rarely home at this hour.
                              
She'd been very busy with her research lately so sometimes she got home very late. It was only temporary though. I didn't feel neglected. I actually admired that my mom had a great career.
                              
As expected, the house was empty. The cookie smell was fading already.
                              
I'd said to Code I'd be there after dinner so I had some time to kill. This is probably the time where normal people would do their homework right? Well, it wasn't gonna happen.
                              
I went upstairs and grabbed an old diary. Ah, yes, since a couple of weeks ago I'd found something new to keep me busy.
                              
No, I didn't write about my day in a diary. What am I, 12 years old?
                              
A couple of weeks ago I was at my dad's place and I was cleaning the basement. What? I'm just a good daughter.
                              
You don't believe me? Okay, fine. I missed my curfew and my dad always gives me chores to do as punishment. He doesn't believe in grounding people.
                              
It's very benificial for him 'cause if I get caught a lot than his house is spotless. He's a clever ass if you ask me.
                              
So there I was, cleaning the basement and I stumbled upon some old boxes. They were filled with old shit. And I don't mean old like your parents but old old.
                              
Needless to say I got totally sidetracked from what I was doing. I had found some old books and started reading them.
                              
Apparently I was taking too long because dad came downstairs to check on me and he caught me sitting on the ground between some old boxes reading an old diary.
                              
We took the boxes and went to the kitchen. I asked him what the hell I was reading and he explained that his mom wrote her entire life down in diaries.
                              
She had started doing it when she was a young teenager and only stopped when being a mom took too much of her time. So there were a lot of diaries.
                              
My dad suggested I'd take them home so I could get to know my grandma a little better. She'd died before I was born. I only had to promise my dad every two minutes that I'd be careful with the diaries.
                              
So I'd been reading the diaries when I had some time to kill. In the beginning it was a little boring, there wasn't too much going on in grandma's life when she was a young teenager.
                              
But now she was only a year younger than me and she had met grandpa. Or some other dude, but I hope it was grandpa. It was really cute actually, every day there was a little adventure about grandpa talking to grandma.
                              
She also complained about school a lot. She wrote that school only prepared them to be a good stay at home mom but she wanted more. She loved math and English but the boys got a lot more of that. The girls only had basic math since it was 'useless' for them. Harsh.
                              
She would borrow books from her brother, even though her brother was younger than her. She didn't like that options for women were so slim.
                              
I think I would've liked her. Her attitude seemed very modern for that time.
                              
Today's entry was about the army. She'd been flirting with grandpa for a little while now but in a year he had to enlist in the army and she was worried about that. It was really cool. It was like reading a 온라인카지노게임 but it actually happened to her. This was her life.