Sunday, July 12, 2009

Some things never change

I spent a chunk of this afternoon cleaning out my basement. We have piles of boxes and rubbermaid down there that have been there since we moved in, 3 years ago. As of now I have 2 big boxes of trash, 4 boxes of yard sale junk (or treasure, however you want to look at it) and 2 containers with books/pictures/memorabilia that I can't part with.

I found my diary from when I was 9. I got it for Christmas 1989! Of course the last entry I was 12...almost 13, yet it was only 1/2 full. Obviously I was a slacker about keeping up back then as well.

There was page upon page talking about how I thought a boy was cute and oh I just loved him. Lots of crap about my brother and how he fights with my mom (something else that hasn't changed) and just general ridiculous tween drama. Worrying about my hair and thinking that boys would find me pretty if I changed it. Ugh. Seriously? I wanted to go back in time and smack my 11 year old self.

So remember in my BFF post about wanting a girl? Yea, I've changed my mind...I'll keep my boys, thanks. :)


1 comment:

*Noelle* said...

oh yes! i remember writing away in my journal too! about my love in 6th grade and how much i hated my mom! LOL