closet excavations and other fun, sneeze-inducing drivel... ;)
I found an old journal today, one that was given to me when I was about eight or nine I think. I was cleaning out my closet in preparation of actually putting clothes *into* it, rather than on chairs or hooks or my bed or on top of the laundry hamper, or my favorite, in the dirty clothes or even better, in the dryer! Yes...I know. I'm bad. I'm a
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There was all kinds of embarassing junk in there about former friends and crushes. Heh, I had the biggest crush on this ugly guy who lived down the street and who later became a drug addict convicted on many counts of armed robbery. It was comforting to realize, however, that back then everything in my stupid little life was so entirely DRAMATIC and angsty. Things are a lot more complicated now and 2008, in retrospect, actually really sucked and yet I don't feel anywhere near as anxious as I did back at the time of said journal. I've been through enough, at this point, to realize what bad truly is and know that right now, it may not be good but it definitely ain't bad.
It's so embarrassing to think about the person I used to be, even though everyone has been that person. I'd think the journal was funnier if I wasn't so mortified I actually wrote that stuff. XD
That said, I would be devastated if my Livejournal entries were lost! They recorded a very important and special time in my life. I think there's a way to back the entries up, actually. I should look into that... Anyway, glad to see you're alive and well. ;)
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