so i basically stayed up all night reading my past journals, both of which covered the entirety of my high school days. all i can say is…
SHHEEEESH. am i embarrassed.
on the upside, i was still glad to have kept a journal early as i did, because most of my memories have become muddled and disjointed. i spent half the night going “oh yeah!” and “wait, what? i hung out with who?” because i can’t seem to remember most of the stuff i’m supposed to remember.
personally i blame nursing, for filling my head with such nonsense like angiotensin converting enzyme inhibitors and gastrojejunostomies. it seems that tiny little factoids like these have shoved out the hundreds of tiny little details from my memories.
which is not, to say, a bad thing, because high school is an experience i personally wouldn’t want to relive, based on the things i’ve read last night.
so much angst, so much drama, so much energy FOR the all the angst AND the drama. i’m surprised i managed to plough through the way i did O__O.
