reading old journals

I'm reading through my old high school journals tonight, surprised at how little has changed. Some stuff still doesn't make sense, and somethings that I promised I'd change are still part of me.

Here's a good one, circa 8th grade:

April 6 2002

...I want to list my favorite things. So here goes:

1. Sleeping in a nightgown
2. Looking at the stars
3. Warm bread straight from the oven
4. Playing with my baby bunny
5. Taking my hot feet out of tight pointe shoes after a long hard class
6. Traveling to California
7. The first fresh days of spring
8. The smell of a Christmas tree
9. When you've had a nice hot day in Disneyland, and you have a pink lemonade and some fresh cool fruit
10. When you get a haircut and your neck just breathes....

Some real revelation from sophomore year:

March 25 2004

I have been out of it all day. I woke up at four this morning and grabbed a huge bag of sunflower seeds. Sat down at my kitchen table with a spoon. 

I have decided that people generally are not evil....

And nothing sums up the hormones of adolescence better than this gem of a poem:

N.D.

Tall, dark, handsome

So mysterious

Defined chin

And cheekbones

Golden floppy hair

Sticky, warm brown eyes

Every time you open your mouth

I imagine you saying,

"You sex kitten."

But all I hear is,

"What did you get for the magnesium problem?"

Grin.