I failed my math test, big time. I got like… two questions right. Out of 30. And even better, Dee and I got in a big fight last night. He goes to bed at like, nine every night so I told him to stop calling me since we only talk for half an hour every night and he’s still “so exhausted” the next day. And then he got all mad and stuff so I fell asleep and I still haven’t talked to him yet.
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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