As a Victim of 90′s Fashion Trends and Awkward Adolescent Moments, I Documented It All March 6, 2009
Posted by Emily in : Daily Life , 7commentsWarning: This post divulges some very uninteresting information about my teen years. If you have something better to do, go do it!
I have enjoyed getting reacquainted with my things. Among many nice discoveries, I found my journals. (Which, were like an epistle. Did I really have that much to say?) Of course I remembered them, I had just never read them.
Till now.
With my workaholic days behind me, I actually have time to ‘stop and smell the roses.’ I jumped into reading my journals from my teen years like any good novel and I came across some things I thought were funny, interesting, and insightful.
First off, I loved my life. I was surrounded by wonderful people and friends. I was insanely involved in entirely too many activities. So much so, that I talked about being stressed out on every page. Like it was normal for a teen to think the world was going to implode at any minute.
I gathered a lot of insight from this reading. Many relationships have remained the same (I still have great relationships with my best friends) and other relationships that were once great have fallen by the wayside.
Here’s the short list of random findings:
- I sucked at swimming. I stuck it out until I graduated from high school.
- I was great at Debate. Ranked #2 in the state, I quit at my peak. (Kinda like Seinfeld)
- I had tons of homework. Or at least it seemed like it because I talked about it all the time.
- Not one to mince words, I called things as I saw them.
- I was terrified of feet
- My picture is in a text book in the Middle East (and so is yours Katie and Katie since you went trick or treating with me!)
- I was insanely crazy about keeping a 4.0 GPA. Like nothing else in the world mattered.
- My best friends’ personalities are the same today as they were 15 years ago. Sure, we’ve grown up and have kids of our own, but underneath it all, we’re 16 year old girls trapped in our 30, (cough), 29 year old bodies.
- I went puddle jumping a lot.
- Not only did my handwriting improve from year to year, but my maturity did as well.
- My twin used to come into my room and flex for me. (I’m pretty sure he doesn’t read this, so no embarrassment on his part.)
- I cried when my friend’s mom and step-dad got divorced. A lot.
- My younger sister made the list of things that annoy me. (Sorry Buffy! I love your guts now and you know it!)
I only have a few regrets. First, I was the victim of many fashion trends, (floppy bows anyone? Dr. Martens?) hair style disasters, and a few awkward adolescent moments. And second, it would have been nice of my parents to allow me to attend the prom I was invited to out of state. Really, and I’m not being sarcastic . . . everything would have been okay.
If you don’t keep a journal, start now! You’ll thank yourself later.
