Well, back to school. At least there is only one week till Christmas Eve!! OMG! I’m psyched! I can’t wait till Christmas. I wonder what I’m getting…. Hmmmm….. Well, I have some clues. All the presents at Dad’s don’t weigh squat. And it seems like there is only tissue paper in there. And last night, Mom came into my room and was like, “come here” and I was like “okay” and she measured my waist. It was weird.
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Born in 1996 Over the coming months, I'll be publishing several journal entries a day in chronological order. I began journaling in 2007, when I was eleven years old. Even then I wrote as though I were archiving my life, collecting details about my world. As I grew older, journaling became more of a description of my emotional world. I am an aspiring creative nonfiction writer who is producing very little since graduating college this Spring. But with this unusually thorough account of my entire adolescence, I feel as though I have been given a gift that has been under my nose this whole time. This is a practice in forgiveness and vulnerability. It is also a way to laugh at myself. View all posts by uuggla