Staci at “High Cotton” occasionally posts old “diary” entries from back when she was in seventh grade, they have all been absolutely hilarious and reminded me of finding my seventh grade diary a few summer’s ago at my mom’s house. Yesterday I drove to my mom’s to pick up my sewing machine (I’m taking a sewing class-more on that later) and decided I might as well look for my old diary and TA-DA after much searching and shuffling through boxes of clothes and schoolwork and notes from friends and pictures from high school…I found it!
It’s beyond embarrassing, I was INCREDIBLY boy crazy and also obsessed with the color green and stars. There were lists rating how cute all of the boys in my class were (on a scale of 1-10 of course) and within pages I confessed my undying love for multiple guys (maybe this is why I was able to relate so well to Taylor Swift in my last post, I don’t know, you tell me). Here are just a few excerpts that paint a picture of what a little freak I was:
“Dear Diary, Today I went shopping, I bought 2 Cd’s (Bowling for Soup and The Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen Soundtrack), A Spit Fire shirt-green, a pair of jeans, a white star belt and The Princess Diaries Book, oh and a white and pink star bracelet from Pac Sun my favorite store ever. Right now I long for the sight of Ron* he is soooo hott, dark hair, dark eyes, skater look. Wow. Jake* and Martin* are cute but nothing compared to Ron*”
First of all, Sorry Jeff, there’s no way I could ever be so romantic now. Second of all…pretty quick jump from shopping to longing for the sight of one of your three crushes, plus poor Jake and Martin, look in the mirror girl, you’re wearing safety pins in your pants, there’s no room for judging from you.
“Dear Diary, It’s official. Jake may or may not like me. LOL! He touched my arm today in drama…Ahhh…..oh and guess what, today on the internet Kyaa and I played some really funny pranks on Caitlyn’s older brother. We pretended we were his girlfriend on aim and I think he believed us. We said that we (ANNE, HAHA) were madly in love with him and he believed it and asked to meet at Crystal Mountain. Then he said “With My luck you won’t be able to Come” and Kyaa and I said “You must have pretty bad luck”. There was more but I don’t remember. Anyways it was funny. I wish I had a bf.”
I could say that seventh grade me needed to find a hobby, I could go on and on about how its a big jump to assume some guy likes you because he touched your arm in drama class, but really I just want to take the time to point out that after all of this craziness I just have to throw in “I wish I had a bf”. Boy Crazy much?! Let me tell you having a boyfriend isn’t all it’s cracked up to be! Trust me, I live with mine now and he gets so upset when I start making charts about how hot every guy I see is…ugh I don’t understand.
“….On Friday I attended the dance. No one asked me to dance but I’m proud to say I showed my inner rocker in the song “Lost in Never Never Land” , it was so funny, I did the whole headbang thing, LOL! Then when my Dad picked me up I asked him “Dad since mom’s in Spokane can you sneak and let me have a sleepover even though I’m grounded?” And he said YES! Oh YEAH!!! Score! So on Friday night I spent the night with Laura, we went swimming and wrote our usual funny notes to people. At 11:30 we got a little rebellious. So okay, here’s a side note…Laura’s bedroom doorknob fell off so to get out of her room you had to go down on the roof! Well we were bored so we thought “Wow, it would be fun to deliver Rashmi’s letter tonight!” So we snuck out on the roof and delivered it.Soon we became addicted and delivered all the other letters. We made 6 trips in 2 hours! WE SNUCK OUT! I’m a good girl, I swear I am!”
Ummm…what inner rocker, didn’t you just say a few days earlier that you bought the “Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen Soundtrack”??? For once you appropriately used “LOL” because that did make me laugh out loud. But then again, you are such a rebel, you’re probably going to start painting your nails black and listening to Green Day soon…the wannabe punk rocker days are upon us. What I’m most impressed by is the fact that I made 6 trips in 2 hours…pretty sure all of the letters were being delivered in the same neighborhood so why not save ourselves some time and make one trip in one hour? And in case anyone was actually believing I was some sort of rocker or rebel based off of this entry…I was a good girl, I swear!
There is so much more literary gold within this kitten diary, but to share it all in one day would be an overload don’t you think?
P.S. This little * means that I changed the names of the guys I was writing about, I have no shame, however I don’t feel to needlessly humiliate and punish these guys should they ever see this blog just because they were such preteen heartthrobs.