once upon another time

Found: one early bullet journal. I’d just turned fifteen, we did Romeo and Juliet that year. Bullet journals hadn’t been invented yet, but this was very much in the spirit of that. Notes, writing, diary entries, all of that is in there. I wrote that Mulder was a jerk — conclusion I formed after he left and came back. I made playlists, mostly fannish, and these I’m going to take out and save because I want the music. 🙂 I had something of an obsession with gel pens, too. I remember now I’d get in trouble for handing in assignments written in pastels.

I drafted the silliest things; well, what do you expect? Fifteen! Hormonal! Romantic! I wrote diary entries about Being (Un)Popular and I really didn’t trust people who wanted to be nice to me, did I? And I trusted people who were nice to me conditionally. I see when I had specific dreams that resulted in some interesting writing, which survives in print form, not digital. I was just as much a slacker as ever, but I had my proud moments, like the time I wrote an essay in half an hour during study hall and got full marks on it.

(Won’t this make entertaining reading someday?)

Yes, little me. Yes, it rather does.

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