25 April, 1958
Today my friend found my dairy in my room. That was so embarassing. Because almost all my friends, who are boys, think that it's a girl thing to write dairy. But I don't think that. I love to write, so that's a perfect thing for me to do. It shouldn't be such huge differences between boys and girls I think. But sadly, I think it will never end. These role things.
Today I celebrated my 13th birthday with my family. I got a guitar! I'm so happy! I have been asking for an own instrument for one year now, and now I have a guitar. My friend Hansi learned me some chords. So now I can play G, D, A and C. I will try to be as good as possible. Because guitar is really fun. And music is the best thing in the world. I learned that last year. I had always wanted to be a good football player, but now when I've learned that there is something more wonderful than sports, I want to be an artist.
The day has been really great. And after my family celebrated me, I went home to a friend where they had planned another party. I didn't know that! So today it has been a lot (A LOT) of cake and stuff.
After the second party (oh my god...) we went out to play football. Hansi ate too much and had to run in to throw up! Haha! I don't know why I find this funny. He has such a sweet tooth. Me too, by the way. But I didn't have to throw up! Shit, mom is on her way! It's very late! Bye!
