I recently found my diary and I was laughing so much. Mostly dying of embarrassment about the things I wrote. But God. It's great that I had the good sense to know that a diary should always be hidden. I cannot imagine what would happen if that diary landed in anyone's hand. Not that I write stuff that would get me in trouble; just the sheer innocence and stupidity that you can see will make you want to kill yourself. Ah. How it is to be 16 and naive. and to think that you aren't naive. To think that you have things figured out. Friends figured out. Life figured out.
I am still laughing about what I thought about certain things. It makes me laugh even more that this blog is a personal diary of sorts and is going to be up for eternity for me to read. When I gain my sanity say a few years from now, am I going to laugh at the stuff I write today? I will. I think I will.