Class was somewhat boring today. I think it may have been partially due to the fact that I was really tired.
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When I was at my parents' house the weekend before last, we went up to the attic to look for some stuff. I found my journal from when I was in high school. I read the thing the other night. Oh man... I had some issues then! It went from right before I turned 16 in 1981 to sometime in 1986 when I was in college. Topics that stand out in my mind from high school: boyfriend issues and issues with my friends. I also found a poem I wrote in high school. I will not post it here. It's awful. Horrible. Just thinking about it makes me cringe. I can't write poetry... no, I think it would be better stated as I
should not, under any circumstances, be allowed to write any poetry except Haiku! The main things that stick in my mind from college are the issues I had with roommates. My first two roommates were not the greatest people to live with. Maybe I wasn't that great to live with either, but by now, I really don't care anymore about them. I'm not in contact with any of the people involved in many of the entries. Well, that's not entirely true. Steve, my best bud, is mentioned in a couple of the entries. He's the only one from high school or college (that one anyways) that I still have any contact with.
All in all, I must admit that I really have changed since then. There are still parts of my psyche that are the same, however, but a lot of my outlook on life has changed in 23 years.
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Well... this turned into a slightly introspective post. So to thank you for reading it and listening to an old lady reminisce about days gone by, I reward you with this:
Animation from Gpetz.com
Ride, Vash, ride!
Laters!
My turn to be bored.
