[September, 1988] New Journal, New Crushes
I am so nervouse, I am starting the 5th grade. My friend Nisa and me are going to school together. Right now I’m as nervous as hell + I don’t know why. I am going to get Mr. Adams and I wanted to get him, but I am still nervous. It’s probably because I want to make a good impression that’s all.
In Fifth grade, we were asked to get a Mead Composition Book and start a journal. Since it was part of our assignments to write in it regularly, the entries are more frequent than the sporadic updates I made in the Hello Kitty diary. And since I realized I’d be detailing many more personal experiences, thoughts, and feelings, I rigged my notebook with a homemade security system using electric tape, plastic cord, and a small padlock. Anybody with a pair of scissors could have broken into thing, but I rested easy in the knowledge that my secrets were secure.
Here is the first entry in the Composition Book:
Yesterday I bought all of my school supplies. I got all of them ready for the next day. Our teacher is really nice and I like him.
There are these two this one boys I kind of like their his names are is Charles + Bruce.
Right now I finished all my work and I’m really bored.
Being an overly nostalgic person (no, really), I enjoyed rereading my journal entries while growing up. I was also tempted to correct spelling mistakes and had to stop myself from editing the past while reviewing it. The Stalin-esque revisionism to this entry was my effort for me to appear less fickle-hearted, since my crush on Charles outlasted the one on Bruce. Luckily, I came to my senses and was able to refrain from doing this to the rest of my journal entries.