I was leafing through my box of journals today and I came across an entry from when I was eleven. (I have been journaling for forever.) This entry was written during the drive to Colorado. Out of pure boredom, I decided to write everything down anyone said, word for word.
No spelling has been modified and no names have been changed.
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Passing through Kansas. Morning sat 8-9/o3
8:40
Dear Journal,
Yesterday was so tiring. We drove for 12 hourse only with 2-3 stops...
Stop 1:
Dad: Okay gnag, every bod out.
Tricia: Ooooooh! Restorantay!
Troy: Groan.
Tess: I need to use the restroom really bad.
Mom: Oh what a buitiffle day!
Dad: Indeed.
*Flip forward one page*
11:30pm.
Silence
Silence
Scilence
Silance
S-
Trish: OK EVERYONE LETS SING A SONG!!!!!!!
Silence broken.
Troy: SHUT UP!!!
Mom: What kind of song?
Dad: *BlinkBlink* Sigh.
The mother and 2 daughters belerd out song from sound of music until...
Troy: AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
...
Conversation right now with Troy and Trish.
Trish: Troy? Is Mition Imposible the same thing as James Bond?
Troy: No.
Trish: No kidding? I though my whole life that it was the same thing! Is it totally different?
Troy: Yes.
Tricia: Oh.
Troy: Mission Impossible was a show.
INTERUPTION!!!
Troy: Tess? Are you writing this in your diary.
Tess: It's a journal.
Troy: Diary.
Tess: JOURNAL!
Troy: Are you a diariest or something?
Interuption.
I am gett a head ache. Must stop.
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This probably doesn't seem amusing to anyone, but I enjoy it. It just shows to go you (an expression I used a few entries later) can never write anything completely worthless down. One day it will make you laugh no matter how boring it seems at the time.
If I find anything else humorous, I may post it. Maybe. I'm only 1/3 the way through though, so it may be a while.
Tessa Larae.
Ps. I just flipped to the end of the journal I just posted from and on the last page I wrote my own epilogue... What a morbid 11 year old I was. Well that's it folks. Apparently I'm dying at age 84.
2 comments:
that blog post earned me a few strange looks in the Coffeehouse. I was laughing really hard.
never forget the key moment of that trip.
LAAAUUUURENCEE HOOOODDGEEES?!!??!!?! OH MY WORD!?!?!
ooooo000ooo. i still do that. :]
maybe some day i'll copy you and post a blog about it.
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