tonight i am going to a show that will have people reading out of their childhood diaries...should be ft's, but it got me to thinking about my own diary and how ridiculous that would be if i were to read out of it...especially since i was a "special" child and totally had an imginary friend, i know you're not surprised.
i recall writing about christmas 93. "daniel got a gameboy for christmas and all i got was a stupid sweater with penguins on it. i'm so mad!!!!!" I wish i could go back to my 9 year old self and say...get used to it, and just wait till you're 23, you're going to get that exact same sweater from your cousin...it'll just be in a larger size.
another one i recall is from my freshman year of college "i'm so pissed! no one is coming to my going away party...i'm sooo pissed!!!!" i wish i could go back to my 19 year old self and say, buck up...you aren't actually moving away...you're going to be gone for 8 weeks...and you wouldn't drive 3 hours to see any of them either. oh...and also...enough with the exclamation points!!!
apparently i was a rather angry child...or all i can remember are the angry moments...hard to say...anyways tonight should be fun!
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