Worldly Things...

Good gravy.

What is this box hiding behind in my closet?

Could it be?

My mementos from junior high and high school. 

Since I have so much to do lets take this opportunity to procrastinate and look through it shall we?

Ladies and Gentlemen, 

I present to you proof of my absolute boy crazy insanity in junior high:

In case you can't read it, I'll translate:

January 26, 1990

Dear Diary,

I saw the 7th and 8th grade boys basketball game. Talked to *. Later went to the Hatton game. * asked me to the dance! AWESOME because he didn't have to go. I mean it's a junior high thing. I can't stop thinking about him! Spent the night with Margaret. 

First of all: I'm not sure what all the secrecy is about. I have no clue why I used an asterisk for his name. Secondly: Lord, Please don't let my daughter be this boy crazy. 

It's my prayer requests that really get me.

Just four things:

Prayers:

Margaret's Grandmom

Think of things to say to *

Don't worry about worldly things

U.S. Soldiers.

I mean...

The entire journal entry was about worldly things! 

The prayer request directly above 'think of things to say to *' was a totally 'worldly' thing! 

Did I not see the irony in this?

Did I even understand what the term 'worldly things' meant?

Oh, la. 

And don't worry, 

No *'s were harmed in this post. 

* broke up with me a couple months later and I've henceforth always referred to him as:

'the one that got away.'

Mommy, Were you really like this?

Sadly, child. Yes.