Friday, 1 January 2010

High School Journals - Wanna See Mine?

Some of you know that I am about to move to Japan (more information here). This means many things, the worst of which is that I had to pack my entire house up for storage. There was one sparkling moment though, I found my partially filled notebooks from high school. These notebooks contained my inane ramblings.

I thought I might share some of my horrific teen train of thought scribblings.

...maybe I am dark person disguised by the day to be more socially acceptable.


I don't even know what that means!

An angry glance
A tense stance
A cutting tongue.


It's not the writing that concerns me as much as who was I writing about. Considering what else is on the page I am assuming it was me. I was such a bright bunny!

Words stuck in your chest.
A knot in my stomach.
Both tongue tied, we are silent.


I don't mind this too much. It's a little too self aware but of most of the crap I've read this is among the least embarrassing.

Hand me your hankerchief
So I may touch your hand.
I don't exist to you.
You will never understand.


And then the crap continues.... This is beyond horrible, AND it rhymes ARGH.

Like some profound creature it robs us of precious moments and give us an eternity of forgettables.


What the heck was I talking about? Time. Sigh.

Hopefully I haven't broken your mind with my self indulgent teen journals.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

We ALL have books like that, even though we pretend we don't. If anyone says they don't, what they really mean is they did have them, they just burned them long ago. =)

Lenore Appelhans said...

Where are you going in Japan? I lived in Fukuoka for a year. Have fun! Maybe I'll visit (hehehe).

à la vanille said...

Haha. Interesting to read those. I'm afraid to look through my journals past. I'm afraid they contain much angst and confusion.

(I have a certain dislike for rhyming poems too!)

Michelle said...

LOL! I destroy my journals after I've written them... have a paranoia about what people will find after I'm dead.

Hope your packing is going well.:D

Katie Edwards said...

Hah! I destroyed probably 15-20 volumes of my teen journal from ages 12 to 19, a couple of years back. I typed up a small handful of entries but most I couldn't even bear to look at! *cringe*