Did you keep a diary growing up? I did it, and I found it earlier this year at my parents' house. It's hilarious and embarrassing. I've loved sharing entries on the air. Everything from my first kiss to being dumped and "crying hysterically" over it. If you have a diary PLEASE dust it off snap some pics of your entries and send them to me on Instagram - @theCarlaMarie.
Today's entry is from March 21, 2003, I'm 15-years-old and a freshmen in high school. This is when I begin to realize that my boyfriend may not be "the one". Come ride the roller coaster of love that exists in a teenage girl's brain. And don't make fun of me because I know you were the same way!