January 17, 1996 - March 15, 1996 (Diaries #5)

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January 17,1996
Today I got a chinese jump rope well, not today but on friday. If I get somthing I really want, I don’t like it in the end! Let that be a lesson to you. Has that ever happend to you? I was wrong. (Se last page)


Febuary 13, 1996
Today is the day before valentines day. I wonder if any more people have a crush on me. 30 people already have a crush on me. In third grade who had a crush on you?


March 15, 1996
I think a leprecaun would have secret powers. He would wear traditional clothes. I think he would eat bread and milk. If I had a leprecaun (I ???) I would take good care of it. He would probably be silly!

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You were already writing a blog back in 1996. Engaging your reader (surely only Mrs. C? ) by asking how it is for them. Or you were writing to your alter ego? The one who would have known how disappointing a Chinese jump rope is compared to a good old bit of jute.

I think I was going for a “Dear Diary” approach in using 2nd person. I had a school journal as well but these ones are from the one I kept separately.

But tell me, can you relate to the feeling of achieving something you wanted very badly and realizing that you don’t want it anymore? And do you remember how many people had crushes on you in third grade?

I was at an all girl's school. Not that this would preclude the absence of crushes, but I can't say I ever had a crush in my entire life, or that I am crush-material for anybody else to have a crush on me. To be honest, crushes were not topics of conversations back in the English seventies....At least, not to my knowledge.

Sadly, I can only imagine too well that the thrill will be gone too soon after it hits you. It is not a good thing: for it makes you very reticent to want anything much at all. My sister aces me in this low-brow approach to life, though. I am fortunately a little more mercurial.... Again it may also be a typically European thing not to want too much of anything (at least not out loud). And a Brit will never confess to no longer wanting something they expressed wanting. The stiff upper lip prefers to grin and bear it.

In view of all this, I read your diary entries with much amazement (at your precocity).

Chinese jump rope taught you that the idea of having something accompanied by the anticipation of getting something is much better than actually having it. No wonder you're a historian.

Hehehe ,..... Interesting diary ... lucky you still keep it.

"Today I got a chinese jump rope well, not today but on friday" 😀😀😃

I'm not sure how old you were in 1996, but it's pretty cool how open and honest kids are. I wish I had kept a journal all that time, it would be interesting to see what I used to think without the haze of my memory as a lense.

I was 8. 🙂 You probably have something somewhere, at least some art? That kind of stuff can be a pretty fantastic window into the mind, especially in children.

Hi Mallory!
First of all, my apologies for missing out on some quality posts from you! I'll make sure to check all of them out as soon as I am able to clear my mid-semester exams!

Regarding this post, all of your diary entries are older than me! You wrote it even before I was born into this world!!! :)

J.D.

There is something interesting about writing diaries... I was forced to write it when I was very young, probably about the same age when you started yours, but I just found myself documenting the most mundane things because it seemed more like a chore than anything else.

It took someone to give me a 5 year diary and a nice fountain pen for me to pick up the habit again almost 20 years later... But I have found that the mind can be a very tricky customer when it comes to putting down your thoughts and reflecting on what you think you were thinking when you were thinking about what to write down (if that makes any sense at all).

The wonderful thing about these 5 year diaries is you can compare the same day over a number of years and see whether you end up going out and partying every new year's eve... what you did for Valentines Day or your birthdays (I don't celebrate them anymore) and see whether you live in a constant cycle or if it evolves along the way :)

I'd love to know where you keep your diaries and how often you look back at past events and come up with new revelations!

There is something interesting about writing diaries... I was forced to write it when I was very young, probably about the same age when you started yours, but I just found myself documenting the most mundane things because it seemed more like a chore than anything else.

It took someone to give me a 5 year diary and a nice fountain pen for me to pick up the habit again almost 20 years later... But I have found that the mind can be a very tricky customer when it comes to putting down your thoughts and reflecting on what you think you were thinking when you were thinking about what to write down (if that makes any sense at all).

The wonderful thing about these 5 year diaries is you can compare the same day over a number of years and see whether you end up going out and partying every new year's eve... what you did for Valentines Day or your birthdays (I don't celebrate them anymore) and see whether you live in a constant cycle or if it evolves along the way :)

I'd love to know where you keep your diaries and how often you look back at past events and come up with new revelations!

It's never too late to start keeping diaries! I think that the most useful aspect is being able to keep track of who you are as a human and how you've gotten there. It's illuminating to read back and self-psychologize. It tells you more about why you do the things you do than is probably comfortable for most people. I keep my diaries in a big old chest in the corner of my room. Occasionally I'll pick one up and start reading. It can be pretty emotionally overwhelming.

The problem with keeping these thoughts on paper is that I have to realize that my documentation of the events are subject to my feelings at the time of the event, which is far from being a faithful and objective recollection of the moments of my life. And because I know this it is also difficult to compare one moment to another because the way I think about things also change overtime. So what can I really take out of reading these thoughts? I guess one thing that is clear are some of the cycles that you go through in life, which for me is mostly to do with changing jobs and changing location, and the emotions that I go through during these transitions.

Are you one of those people that write about ideas, thoughts, events or just anything that comes into your head at the end of the day? Do you write your diary just before you go to sleep? Have you missed entries before, and if so why? Do you use a special pen for your diary entries? So many interesting questions, and not a single one about the diary itself :D