wshaffer (wshaffer) wrote,

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Inside my mind, aged 12

While packing up books, I came across years' worth of old diaries. The gem of the lot has got to be one that I started the summer before I entered 7th grade, and wrote in fairly regularly for a year. It's pretty funny - I should post some excerpts, if I can resist the temptation to edit them to make them sound less inane. I'm a better writer now than I was then, for sure.

Reading the diary is an amusing foray into pre-teen lack-of-perspective: I'm amused that my deep disappointment over The Police officially breaking up gets slightly more wordage devoted to it than my doubts about the existence of God. In general, the amount of space devoted to rambling about science fiction novels, pop music, movies, and occasionally excruciatingly detailed plot summaries of Star Trek and Doctor Who episodes is breathtaking. Clearly, I was trying to talk about stuff that was important to me without quite having the vocabulary to do so. Especially in the early part of the diary, my critical vocabulary consists largely of "ok", "good", "great", and "the best in the world". (As far as I can tell, if I read or watched anything that I thought was total crap that year, I didn't write about it.)
Tags: dear diary, life

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