Saturday, August 18, 2012

born this way

Before I Babbled on the Internet
Excerpts from my summer journal, 1996 (age 9)

The persistence of cuteness 
"I saw the saddest thing. A dying fawn. It was still breathing, but its face was covered in blood and ants. I almost cried. When it was alive it must of [sic] been adorable. It still is. Even though its [sic] dead."

Early attraction to Type 2 fun
"I've been stepped on1, totally embarased [sic] myself, made unreasonable mistakes, and been the biggest chicken. Still, it was really great."

Olympic spirit
"On [Keri Strug's] first vault she fell, and hurt her ankle. Limping, she vaulted again. This time, the pain was showing in her face, as she stuck the landing on the vault that gave U.S.A. the gold! Though Keri was in tears, she was still happy. In conclusion she is pretty cool, but she sounds like she's been sucking in helium."

Future Locks of Love donor, yes.

Developing empathy
"The duck I liked best always caught the bread before it hit the water. I can't imagine eating soggy bread either personally."

On managing expectations
"WHY? BECAUSE I AM AN IDIOTICALY [sic] OPTOMISTIC [sic] FOOL WHO WATCHES TOO MANY MOVIES WITH UNREALSTIC [sic] HAPPY ENDINGS!"

Eat your heart out, Richard Louv
"It was beautiful. You could look up and see about a zillion stars all shining in a clear sky, across the lake and see the dark shapes of the hills reflecting in the shimmering water, or sideways into the majestic woods. I know I sound like a complete jerk, but that's really how it was2."
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1. This is meant literally (horses).
2. An acknowledgement that probably belongs in the footnotes of everything I've written since.

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