This is me in Grade Nine

This is my real diary from 9th grade. 1996-1997. I am rereading it, as I wished I would when I wrote it. I am sharing it as I wished I would when I wrote it. I can only hope that someone who feels the same can read this and know that in the end of this year, I got through it.

Thursday, September 30

09-30-1996

1st period monday. My back hurts. I've got nothing to day. All I want is to feel loved. All I want is to be loved. I am so young. I long for the maturity and views of an adult. I know I cna only get then by developing them now, and after I get them, I will wonder where my innocense went. or something.
sen.tient: adj. capable of feeling
franklin language master
Who says humans are sentient? Why are we so mighty among other animals? I dunno. I'll put it aside for later thought.
Where has it gone. I'm already so old. Where did my happy fuzzy innocent youth go? I dunno. I miss it. I wish it would come back.

posted by Spam @ Thursday, September 30, 2004

1 Comments:

At October 4, 2004 at 12:54 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

How does it feel to read your 9th grade self say "I'm already so old, where did my happy fuzzy innocent youth go?" when you're 22? that must be weird.

 

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