December 25, 1988. 9 PM, EST

Dear (fill in the blank),

I can't believe this shit. Mom sent me a diary for Christmas! I mean, damn, how young does she think I am?

And look at me, the hypocrite, writing in this thing.

So, yeah, I'm Maureen. Maureen Johnson. I can't believe I just told a book my name. It's an inanimate object. It can't say hi or anything… can it?

So, Ms. Fill-In-The-Blank, I'm just going to hide you in my underwear drawer and never speak of you again.

Maureen Johnson