“I was so different back then” isn’t something you’ll hear from me.  I wasn’t that different.  Aside from the exclamation points, stonewash,  and hearts, my personality is obviously the same.  I found proof in my puffy purple diary from 1988.  It’s so 80’s right down to my writing, “I love Peter Cetera!”  Never mind the hearts, bubbly handwriting, and lipstick s.w.a.k.  I re-read some of it last night as research for Fat Camp. Beyond the obvious, knowing I wanted to be a writer at such a young age, I just love how random the entry below ends (click the thumbnail to make it larger).  “I don’t want to marry a doctor.”  Oh dear.  Then I went ahead and did it anyway, eleven years later.

And this list says it ALL:

I love how a day sucked if I had to run in gym class.  Some other highlights include these “13 year old thoughts of my 29-year-old brain:”

The use of the words “boner” and “frenching”
Being excited about having a hickey
Describing sexual activity with bases (sloppy seconds)
I used exclamation points!  And I never do that!!!
“I wuz frenching Jon goodnight, but because I was a half hour late for curfew, I was punished.  The counselors made me act like a monkey and go through the patty wagon twice!!!”