I was sorting some stuff out the other day and came across my Winnie-the-pooh diary from 1997.
1997 was a pretty good year; I turned 11, my sister was born (yes there is a big age gap between us), I started 'big school' and it would appear that I started to become interested in the opposite sex. Shocking!
I just had to share some of my diary entries because they really tickled me. I think it will be best to split them over a couple of posts because I don't want to overload you with 10 year old Katie - she's a bit full on sometimes.
So this first lot of entries all surround my 10 year old love life:
Who knew a 10-11 year old could have such a drama filled love life eh?