my fav lines from 2011

rereading my stream-of-consciousness journal

I took a creative writing class in high school, my sophomore year, where we had to keep a journal. It was to build a daily writing habit, something i still cannot do to this day. anyway, i wanted to share some of my favorite lines, out of context, that 16-year-old me wrote:

2.6.2011

“home is where sunday resides.”

2.13.2011

“for some reason, five minutes after i eat i am hungry. i am hungry again. i am hungry now. i’m thinking about pretzels and cherry coke.”

3.23.2011

“numbers tend to distort time.”

4.5.2011

“hello, journal. i’ve missed you slightly. i’m not sure if you enjoy my scribble all over your face, but i must express. besides, i could use this later. a little remembrance of today so the days don’t just slip away into pen-slashed countdowns of tomorrow.”

4.20.2011

“my aura must be ticklish to certain stares.”

4.26.2011

“it isn’t such a bad thing to be alone with one’s thoughts for clarity without disturbances. but one can only have a conversation with a cat for so long.”

4.27.2011

“This whole ‘depending on other people’ for entertainment but being reclusive isn’t working.”

5.8.2011

“i try to be what she expects, but i can’t spend my days chasing colors that aren’t my own.”

5.20.2011

“you can hope. nothing wrong with a little hope. but as for expectations? just expect me to be myself and then maybe we can avoid disappointment.”

8.23.2011

“why did you waste all those years?”

“oh, i was finding myself.”

“well, look in the mirror. you’ve been there all along.”

9.2.2011

“i prefer the solitude of craving everyone’s attention.”

11.17.2011

“i’m nothing but a wreck. have i ever been pieced together?”

nothing like a good deep-dive into the past. almost has me considering keeping another stream-of-conscious journal as opposed to a daily chronicler, but again, i never finish any project i start. anyway, would love to hear from your teenage selves if you could unearth anything.