Thursday, March 31, 2016

blush cheek, journal pages

My journal predicted this day, after all I was excited to the brim.
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Jeez I feel like my whole life is so exciting, daring and scary at times but a thrilling adventure none the less.

Excited to Grow up

Excited to go on a date where a guy asked me.

Excited to drive my own car through the canyon with Taylor swift playing on the stereo

Excited for the time when the guy I liked looked at me with soft eyes

August 10th 2010,
Dear Journal,
I wish I could be in the Woods family, their life is so much better than ours. They get to go on fun vacations, and they have really nice stuff. It was so cool to see them, her wedding binder is also very cool- right now I hate school, seventh grade stinks, I don't have any nice friends. I can't wait till I go on my first x and get my first k.    
ps. I love getting good grades     

 (side thought: oh just wait till chemistry, also don't get your hopes up on the whole dating thing)

code translator in the back of my journal
x: Date
k: Kiss


Oh what an age of dreams, I read through my old journal entries and I seem to be lacking some self confidence. I was one of the tallest girls in 7th grade and I do suppose none of the guys were taller than me, after all most of the guys didn't hit their growth spurt till 9th grade. I made lists of what I could do to be popular, skinny, more in style with the fashion of the Alpine kids. But the thing is none of it ever mattered. You can't change the body God gave you, sure you can be healthy but he made you how you are for a reason. If I could write a letter to my seventh grade self to read I would write something like this.

Dear Little Paislee,
Don't compare yourself with the other girls. Promise? Stay innocent. Boys aren't worth it in middle school. Try and find the friends that you can be your quirky self around. Don't make your mom buy you those clothes to be like the other girls, because in high school nothing will change. If they were rude in middle school, they will be rude in high school as well. So don't waste your time trying to befriend them. That boy you have a crush on, he will be one of your best friends, I don't want you to worry because you haven't even met your best friend yet, you will meet her in your sophomore seminary class. Keep pushing it's only gonna get harder kid, but I know you can do it.

I love journals 
I'm not the best at writing every day in my journal, but I have the desire to
I want to be more confident with who I am and hide my thoughts less
I want to take more chances



Sincerely(a semi boring) Paislee Jane

ps. I just can't say