Blast from the past

I'm still under a cloud of sickness. Last night I had to cancel dinner with a friend, and instead I parked myself on the couch and had a cup of Neo-Citran. I then slept like a log... I am feeling better today, but I notice that I feel great in the mornings, and poopy later in the day...

Yesterday I had to go to my mom's house in search of a good novel to lend The Other Liz for her upcoming week in Jamaica. Whilst scanning the bookshelves I came across my diary from 1986-87, the summer I turned 13, (end of grade 7, the beginning of grade 8).

Needless to say, I threw 'Jazz' aside and spent a couple of hours walking down memory lane. I have some observations about my young self, and a few quotes from the book...

- I was definitely boy crazy, although I denied it, and accused other girls of being the same. Wicked girl...
- I was in denial about many things. I once wrote that I didn't care if I placed in track and field, because school was more important, and two days later I was overjoyed to have placed in high jump and shot put. Weeks later I was also incredibly disappointed when I performed poorly at the regional meet.
- I constantly had issues with my 'best friend'. It took me years to realize who my real friends were and are.
- I was dramatic, and exaggerated a lot, (not much has changed there!).
- I was a terrible, awful atrocious speller, (again, not much has changed there, except the advent of spell checker!).
- I had body image issues even at that age. How sad is that? Looking back I wish I was more accepting of myself.

Here is an excerpt from September 28th, 1986. It was my first (out of 4) bout of food poisoning...

Today Shaylene went home early because I didn't feel well. For breakfast I had bacon and a pogo dog. (BLAH) At about 2:30 pm I barfed outside of mom and dad's bedroom. 3 times in the same spot! So I stayed in the bathroom. John and Debbie A (parent's friends...) came over right at dinner!!! Mom made me eat some. But 10 minutes later I made a mad dash for the bathroom and barfed again. Later Mom even moved the TV in the bathroom and we watched 'Murder She Wrote'. I barfed again. Well I think you got my point. I doubt I'm going to school tomorrow.

I laughed my ass off when I read that. I remember it like yesterday. What a great mom to sit in the bathroom with me and watch a 13 inch black and white TV. My friend Shay also ate the tainted pogo dog and was sick as well...

The last excerpt I'm going to share today was written January 1st, 1987.

I also started my diet today! I had- a regular dinner (what exactly is that?)
- Diet Coke
- four pieces of dry toast
- 1 gummy worm
Is that good?

Hahaha. Again! Not much has changed about my eating and dieting habits. What a moron!

So looking back I was not a great kid. I was selfish, mean hearted, and jealous. If only we could go back, there would be so many things I would do differently. I wonder if when I look back at this journal in 20 years I'll feel the same.... I hope not!