Alright...so here's the deal. As you may have already surmised from my previous blogs, I am in a transitional part of my life right now.
I have just finished my college career, I am packing up to move to Nashville, and once there will begin the wonderful task of job hunting.
However, I am still on the "packing for Nashville" part down here in Sparta, TN. It has been a bitter/sweet past few days as I've been digging through my childhood room looking for things to keep or throw away. In the midst of my archeological dig through sentimental memorabilia, I have come across a gold mine... my middle school journals.
I sat down with my cup of coffee in hand to casually flip through the pages and instantly got sucked in to the "epic" drama of my adolescent journey. With each entry I found humor with my young absurdity and a glimmer of clarity to how I have grown into the person I am today.
My journals are riddled with humor, self-doubt, hopeful romance, friendships, and as always my award-winning awkward moments where I still to this day cringe for my young self.
Basically, middle school me was a hopeless romantic and unfortunately hopelessly weird. I like to think I have changed quite a bit since those days which is why I can confidently share these private memoirs with the public. Hopefully you'll find the same humor as I do!
So, here are the rules.
1. I will transfer each entry to the blog identical to the original journal (spelling mistakes and all)
2. Because of rule #1 all names shall therefore remain unaltered (which could get interesting)
3. As writer, I do reserve the right to EDIT. Stories won't be changed but some info may be left out.
4. Many times there may be a need for clarification or commentary. In which case my comments and notes will appear like this! (Special guests may be invited in the future to comment as well)
5. Furthermore, I ALSO reserve the right to end this endeavor at any given point!
I believe that just about does it!
Welcome then, to my Middle School Journals. Believe me. I understand how awkward, weird, and ridiculous my young self will sound...but hey...let's be honest...what Middle Schooler wasn't!? .....don't answer that.