People all the world over have kept journals or, as our teenage selves called them, diaries. Some recorded their thoughts in notebooks, others in hardcover fancy journals and still others (like me when I was a teen) in a lock-and-key kind; you just had to get your feelings out. That didn’t mean you wanted the entire world to be prvy to them. As youngsters, we write passionately in all seriousness about love, friends, school, cranky parents and annoying siblings. David Nadelberg has realized something even more important, though: years and years later, these once-serious matters we wrote about are actually downright hilarious in hindsight. He’ve spent the last few years inviting others to “share in the shame” at live readings, where people gather in solidarity to read (outloud) their once private, innermost thoughts. The project, Mortified, has even spawned two books of people’s junior high and high school diary entries.
Well, who am I NOT to want to share in the shame? In honor of those other brave souls, I’ve decided to post my own journal entry from my own journals (in my own handwriting, even) every Friday. Share in my past: in my gawking at lifeguards, my take on pop culture and of course entry after entry about Crush Boy himself.
Enjoy — hope it makes you laugh too. Let me know what you think… P.S. Click on the entry to read it in full!
xoxo,
Mel
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