i loved nancy drew when i was younger. like, i wanted to be a detective when i grew up. i would spy on people and do other semi-creepy things like that. i guess it didn't seem creepy to me when i was seven, but looking back on it is kind of funny. so my best friend and i (i suppose i should keep her nameless? her middle name is irene.)would always hang out at my grandparents' house when we were in elementary school and early middle school. we would hide stuff, and talk about what people would think of it when they dug it up hundreds of years later. yeah, we were cool. so i went to my grandparents' with my mom for a few minutes tonight. and i remembered a particular note i had written and stuck in a random book, so i went on a hunt for it. i found it rather quickly, actually. i had stuck a folded-up neon pink post-it note, written in sparkly purple ink, in an old copy of macbeth (copyright 1911). i think someone got it for a gift, because written in pencil in fancy cursive is "feb. 3, 1922." so anyways, this note. i don't remember if i thought it was profound at the time, but i cracked up when i read it this evening. here's the note, word for word:
"Hi! This note was written by Caitlin Bradford on March 9th, 2003. I am in 6th grade at Franklin Middle School. I have a Hamster named KC. My favorite color is kelly green. I like pandas."
as we can see in this note, i was obviously a child prodigy, with many deep thoughts running through my head at all times.
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