got what to say

On June 11, 1991 I started a journal and I wrote nearly everyday for 2 and 1/2 years. well R and I have moved ALOT since then and so these books have been packed away all this time. I had not thought about them in a long time. Well I found them a few days ago and decided to read them. I wrote alot of good memories but I also sometimes wrote the bad things. I remember most of the good things so that was fun but I barley recognize my self as the writter. It was really funny to read some of the things I thought were funny then or that I did not like or that made me mad. I know we grow and change every day but to go back and see your self is really an eyeopener. Most of the things that made me mad then would barley get a raised eyebrow now. The things I thought were funny or good like TV shows and such I still would like at least most are still reruns on late night cable. I think I should be maybe a little proud of myself because when I was soooo mad I still did not write anything I am ashamed of. I may not feel the same way today about alot of things but if anyone read my old journals at least I would not be embaressed. I know several people who keep journals and write down important events and memories and after looking back I may have to take it up again. maybe next time I'll share some history with you.