Old Diaries.

My 7th and 8th grade diaries :D

(i wrote those scribbles on the first picture a year after i finished that diary.)

so, yes. they're the reallest written prove of how embarrassing i was.

and seventh gradeeeee, when everyone thinks crushes and love lives are what breathing is for, definitely doesn't make a very readable diary. it's just too embarrassing.

so seventh grade was 3 years ago. wow. we used to have sooo many friendship diaries lying around. and we used to LOVE passing notes around and not paying any smallest attention to the teacher in class (that is until the teacher found out a way to stop us which is taking the note and reading it out loud).

those moments are... crazy.

but that's growing up. crazy.

my teacher once said that blogs are a new form of diaries.

and he said that girls used to lock their diaries and hide it under their pillows (i do that actually), and now they put everything on the internet in their blogs.

well he's half wrong.

i mean, diaries are diaries. they're supposed to be doodly. papery. scribbly. real. and do you really think i will PUT EVERY PRIVATE THING up on my blog?

have i ever even put my picture here?

and blogs?

they're fun.

but they're just blogs.

a place to put pictures and thoughts and essays and everydays, but they're blogs. you type. there are fonts. people read it.

so, no. blogs are not a new fancy technological form of diaries. at least in the world of girls they're not.

and for guys, idk. i've never been one.