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...
posted by Sarah @ 2:13 AM
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3 Comments:
2cute 2be 4gotten? Oh...my...holy...
Yeah, the awkward years. That stuff is just priceless! I used to think that I would be in trouble if I had a daughter because I wouldn't know how to relate during those years, but in reality I don't think any adult can really relate to a 13 year old because the thought process is...how can I characterize this...steeped in fantasy? Not compatible with a healthy adult mind? And often in a vulnerable, sweet and painfully awkward way. :)
AHHH HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Sarah, that's hilarious.
As one who deals daily with adolescents today, I am amazed at how similar your entries are to this age level's in 2007!
If I read my own journal from 1960...I recall the same mantra from my early years.
Seems that human adolescence doesn't change that much.....predictability is comforting, isn't it.
Aunt Mb
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