I've been going through all the stuff at my parents house over the past few days, trying to figure out what to keep and what I should get rid of. If I haven't needed it in the last 4 to 8 years, might be time to get rid of it. I came across my first diary in all of this. It's from seventh grade, and I spend a lot of time talking about one of my teachers who I remember I had a crush on. I think it might explain why I find glasses intriguing, if not downright sexy. Imprinted at a young age.... though not that young.
there are two things that really intrigue me though.
The first: I wrote my New Years resolutions on the inside cover, but only managed to do it for 1996. It was "learn to cook".
The second: I'll just rewrite the first few sentences...
8-26-92
Life has led me to realize that every day could be my last! To "celebrate", I'm trying to improve my handwriting and become more child-like....
So, on some level, even at 13, I recognised the need for a sense of wonder. I never developed good penmanship though.
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