Apparently when I was younger, I would get urges to write in my journal. These urges happened about 2 times a year, according to The Secret Garden journal I found the other day. There are approximately 7 entries over a three year span. Some of them don’t have dates. All of them are extremely dramatic (was I REALLY that way? how embarrassing.) I flipped through, smiling a little at each entry and how I describe how mean my brother is, how my mom likes him better, and how I “cryed and cryed” that we lost our last soccer game. And then I came across two pages stuck together. I pried them open to find a (once) wet water balloon, with this entry, under the heading, “my most unpleasant day”
September 1994
I came back to school & my boyfriend who I loved very much, wasn’t there because he had moved to California, I really hope he comes back somtime to see me again. His name is Anthony and I miss him! We used to step on eachothers feet and have watergun fights. I love you Anthony where ever you are.
(insert bright pink lipstick kiss at end of entry)
Don’t you just HATE when you’re boyfriend (who you loved very much), just ups and leaves you without saying goodbye and you have to find out when school starts again?! Sounds like a country song. Maybe one Taylor Swift would write? I’ll submit that via fanmail.
Apparently this ruined my year, because its my only entry for 1994, and the headings “my favorite day” and “my greatest adventure” are empty. I must have shut myself up in my room to mourn Anthony for the year. Either that, or the next day I forgot I loved him and forgot I had a journal and started playing footsy with some other kid.
7 comments:
ok, first I want to say that you are amazing and I'm so glad I get to keep reading your blog! (I hope you found my first comment so you remember who I am...) I love how real you are and sometimes wish I had some fine print to give me the right to say what I really feel! You babe is so precious!!
I love that I'm not the only one with crazy journal entries from 1994! I have at least 7 journals and hundreds of pages describing every boy I was ever obsessed with IN DETAIL from the time I could write, pretty much up until I met my husband...not exactly ideal, but hey they give me a good laugh. And I wonder why my brothers thought it was so funny to quote lines out of it to me after they found it and read every silly word.
Anyway, good luck with your new-found motherhood! Thanks for sharing!
I'd like to refute the mean brother entries. It's weird, my journal entries all say, "My sister is so sweet. I just love her. I think I'll secretly make her bed for her again this morning."
Hilarious! It's so fun reading old journal entries! I have pages and PAGES of me always proclaiming my love for someone:)
You are adorable in that picture by the way! Hope motherhood is treating you well!
So glad you hung on to those journals. I think I was so horrified at my entries that I threw away some of my old journals. Really quite a loss! Not. Anyway thanks for sharing. I always wondered what happened to you that year.
Ahhhhh!!!!! Remi, I love you and this entry! What a gem.
haha I love it. I, on the other hand, wrote in my journal a little too much. I should blog about it... it makes me laugh so freakin hard. or better yet.. let's get together and read our journals to each other. oh wait, mine would be more embarrassing.. nvmnd.
Another thing... I do remember Kylan in one of his rages. He literally was jumping on top of your and Whit's chests.. you were crying, Whit was crying.. I was close to tears and glad my teenage brothers lived in Utah. lol. Sorry, Ky.
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