I was really that young.

[maystone]

I've been packing up the books in my room, but I stopped to browse through the diary I kept (sporadically) when I was 12 through 14. This one is worth repeating:

Feb. 26, 1964. Brother! I went downtown twice today to get a Beatles album. It was worth it! They're wonderful and I love all of them. This album is great. I hope they come to Conn. so I can see them. I think I'd either faint or try to kiss them. I mean it when I say I love them. I include them in my prayers & everything. I wish I could meet them! I know I'd do something rash like kissing them, but that's what love does to you. Am I Glad!

Along with my abiding love for the boys from Liverpool, I seemed to watch a lot of TV back then. There are breathless entries about The Tall Man. Surfside Six. Bonanza. Rawhide. 77 Sunset Strip. Dr. Kildare. (Huge crush on Richard Chamberlain. HUGE.) I guess there's always been a bit of the fangirl about me.

Back to packing.

Comments

[petranef.livejournal.com]

Uh, yeah. I destroyed all of those younger journals. Posterity has no need to know that I am just like a million other teenagers. ;) I'll destroy all the current ones as soon as I gain the wisdom to see how stupid I am now....

[maystone.livejournal.com]

Awww. Don't you ever have the urge to look back and see how maturing has changed - or reinforced - your perceptions? Plus, it just makes me very glad that I'm not a kid anymore :)

[petranef.livejournal.com]

I SO do! I had a job interview today, and one of the main things I offered was my maturity! LOL!

Why, oh why, can't we learn before it's too late to use the knowledge?