Ah, youth...

I don't know what made me do it, but I picked up my old diary a few days ago- one I kept when I was in junior high... What a freaking riot!

Maybe these are only funny to me because I was there the first time around, but my guess is, they're sort of universally rediculous. Anyway, I thus bear excerpts of my 13-year old soul for our mutual enjoyment:

January 11, 1992
"I used to like this boy named Timmy, who is in my Home Ec class, but now I like his friend William B. He's so cute! (2-cute-2-B-4-gotten). So now, I've decided the people I like are definitely William, Chad, Eddie, and Steve. I don't know which one I love the best, though."

June 6, 1993
"... We were watching this video and it was pitch black otherwise. Once during the night, Chris stuck out his tongue in the dark and said, 'I'm sticking out my tongue, where are you?' I think he wanted to kiss me, but he licked my nose. Argh! So close! OHMYGOSH. I (heart) him! FOREVER."

Brilliant.

Final thought: Why don't we play spin the bottle anymore? The game is sheer genius, folks...