The last two weeks I have been cleaning and re-organizing my apartment, buying new furniture that is long over due and just sort of eviscerating whatever unnecessary odds and ends I've been hoarding like a packrat. I'm not an obsessive saver, but I do store things just longer than I need to, but there will be a couple times a year I go through it all like this and just throw a ton of stuff out.
I've also been working non-stop, non-stop, and haven't had time to update with a serious entry, but I thought that to keep updating, I would post some juicy, gossipy tidbits from my high school journal, junior year (1999), that I found in the bottom of a large box in the back of my closet.
I want to make it VERY clear that I am ridiculously embarassed by practically all of this. In fact, some of you are going to know the people I am writing about, sooooo....there's that.
Here goes nothing:
January 10, 1999
"I went driving today in the Honda Civic, that I now have to drive because my parents traded in the Ford Taurus. The Honda is a stick-shift or manual transmission, if you will. I think that it is incredibly manly to drive a stick, but it's really hard! I have been having trouble with it for about 3 weeks. But today, I finally got the hang of it."
January 12, 1999
"I started writing my 10-minute play this evening and i think it's going to be really funny. I'm sure that most of the really good student writers out there are going to try writing drama. most likely the winning one will be about a teenager with AIDS, cancer, or is suicidal or something. Mine is about Matt Gourley's experience trying to buy an armoir at an antique store. It's a really funny story, I just hope I can make it into a good play and do his story justice.[Note from 2006: it came out REALLY racist] I found out today at lunch that the spring formal is going to be on Feb 20. Now the only thing left to do is find a date. I need a girl that is hop to groove and a site to see on the dance floor. A girl who is excited to go and wants to go with me!"
January 25, 1999
"I hate my parents sometimes. I can't stand it when they will not leave me alone, and are always nagging me about everything I do. They got really mad at me. Why? usually it's because they think i ask them for too much stuff. I don't. I do however bitch and moan about how our computer is completely messed up and we need new equipment. They don't seem to understand at all. I NEED to have video-editing equipment so that I can do it by myself and I won't have to go to chris's house or jesse's house. It would be such a relief if I could do it at my house. well, soon I should be getting equipment and anyway, I'm going to finish my music video at Jesse's house tomorrow. I did however get a lot of it done after school today."
February 20, 1999
"Well, tonight was formal night and, man alive, did I have a spectacular time! Arielle and i rocked the house all night long! I had finally badgered my parents into letting me drive the new Taurus. We took pictures at Ashley's and waitied for Cameron who was running late. Arielle was wearing a black and red, 50s style prom dress with a huge petticoat- it was awesome. I was wearing a sailor suit. [note from 2006: The theme was Rock the Boat!] Our group picture is going to be awesome! We had the photographer tilt the camera and then we all leaned the other way to make it look like we were sliding off a ship or something [note from 2006: i don't think this picture turned out the way we wanted it to in any way]. I had an incredible time and all the people that said stuff about my suit were really funny. [note from 2006: it should also be noted that this suit got Arielle and I a HUGE two page color spread in the yearbook. Goddamn right.]"
That's about where it all ends, or shortly afterward i don't start another journal for a year or two. There is a lot of stuff sprinkled in there, that I deliberately left out about my ex-girlfriend Barbara. Why leave it out? Because I'll edit the highlights from those entires together and it is quite possibly some of the most entertianing writing I've ever read in my life.
Does anyone else have a journal or diary from high school they would like to share with us? Does anyone have that little shame? Does anyone know what the origin of "The WayBack Machine" is?
For anyone who hasn't subscribed to this blog what are you waiting for?
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