Last night while packing, I found my high school (and college) journal. As you can see .. not much has changed.

For those of you who can’t read this (yes my handwriting is exactly the same and exactly as messy today), this entry reads as follows:

This summer has been wonderful. I got my license! I also started working at the BPD (Braintree Parks Department – I was a camp counselor) Well Sat. was the Braintree Fire Works – I hung out w/ Pat & Joe – then Mon. I went to Caity’s party & hung with Pat & Joe again. Then Tuesday Pat called me at about 1:00 pm & told me that Joe liked me. I was a little surprised considering I thought Joe was gay ..? Oh well.

Let’s note a few things about this:

1.) Caity yes that is you in my entry.
2.) I like how I’m so specific “then at 1:00 pm …”
3.) OH YEAH. THIS PART:

Let’s all read this aloud one more time just so we’re all perfectly clear:

I WAS A LITTLE SURPRISED CONSIDERING I THOUGHT JOE WAS GAY DOT DOT DOT QUESTION MARK.

and then my personal favorite part of the whole thing …

OH WELL.

Just like that “OH WELL.”

There you have it folks. July 3, 1997. I was sixteen years, five months and nine days old. You can actually PINPOINT the MOMENT my life took … well took the turn it did.

OH WELL.

Oh don’t you worry … there is more where this came from.