Found the diary I kept age 12....fancy a giggle?

[Anniemousse]

Jan 1 1991

Today, after watching the film Space Camp, I have launched a new ambition....to be the first person to have baby in SPACE. Neat huh!

[500internalerror]

We really were all the same at that age! It could be my diary you're quoting from. Cringy, but fascinating.

[TicTicBOOM]

God my diary is so dark from that age. I was a pissed off little soul...

[NymodigFruOla]

This is brilliant!

"Went to town. I forgot my dress so I couldn't buy anything." I'm intrigued by forgetting your dress so you couldn't buy anything - did you need matching accessories, or something?

[MinesAPintOfTea]

So have you had a baby in space yet?

I've kept mine, mostly because there's a very cringeworthy entry from when I was 16 and had just met now-DH comparing him and another boy.

[KonkeyDong]

Please carry on! The phrase 'got off with....' Has just thrown me right back to the nineties and my kissing boys phase

[pancakedayiscoming]

Nymo, OP, that left me wondering too. Did you need accessories to go with the dress?

[MyNameIsAnAnagram]

Maybe she was going to return the dress?

[HighlanderMam]

Looking forward to todays installment too.

I was 8 in 1991.

[Limelight]

So you and Helen had a Dirty Dancing routine which you did in the library.

Erm... why the library?

[Limelight]

Incidentally this thread should be called 'war carries on'.

In fact you should name change

[HighlanderMam]

My friend and I had a dirty dancing routine that we did too, we did it on a fallen tree in the woods next to the BMX track and the river.

[MarthasHarbour]

I love the daring juxtaposition of the chilling outbreak of war...and malfunctioning stationery

Me too - this is fabulous!!! You had more of a conscience than me back then - i was 18 and too busy going out clubbing to worry about the war

[vladthedisorganised]

This is magnificent. I particularly love the war/pen juxtaposition.
I found one of my old diaries a while back and only got to January..

Jan 3 1990. Have realised that no matter how careful I am, someone might read this diary e.g. if house is burgled or bag stolen. So I will write the rest of this diary in code.
--!174n jidyn33 s22nf dus2112 f0on3n23 11255s (h3456 = HG). h3456 + 11... !!

Jan 4th 1990. School back. h3456 bes387 ONNNNNNN! 07 8377. -- 8n dh435 2kd.

No idea who or what HG was (boy? band? event? item of clothing?).

[TinyTwoTears]

Very cute! I was 17 in 1991 and kept a diary the year after. I found it about 5 years ago. It was so mortifying that I binned it straight away along with som rather racy love letters.

And the my DM rang me this morning to say she found a notebook of mine from late teens. It had a rather flowery declaration if love to an anonymous peron in it. Which she read out to me over the phone. O.M.G.

I told her to shred it and never to speak of it again.

[MarthasHarbour]

vlad and tiny you have both made me cry laughing at my desk!

[Its0kToBeMe]

vlad Do you still remember the code? Reading it has made my eyes hurt!

[SarahAndFuck]

I wrote my diary in code when I was twelve.

The code was to spell certain words backwards, because nobody would ever crack that.

I also ended each day by putting a list of five boys names in order. Every girl in my school was keeping those lists of five boys names, I think because they did that in one of Sweet Valley High books.

The order changed according to how much you liked each boy that day and how much contact you might have had with them. Contact mostly seemed to involve sitting at the next table to them in class or being in the same row as they were during assembly If one of them actually spoke to you he went right to the top of the list.

And the names were obviously in that uncrackable code.

I wonder if I can find it. From what I remember, it contained all my thoughts on a boy called Martin, also known as Nitram for purposes of code secrecy, and he was usually at number one on my list. He had no idea I was even alive.

[vladthedisorganised]

Absolutely no idea. May have had something to do with the old phones that had letters and numbers on the dial...?

I have visions of an Enigma-style crack team working through the night in GCHQ and finally coming up with "Bros are really crud", "I hate netball" and "James asked me if I liked the Stone Roses!!! And he sat next to me on the bus and everything!!!!"

[Lyonesse]

Oh god, I have loads of old diaries (all which end at about January 20th, anyone reading them years into the future might think I died, but really, I was just very lazy and disorganised) and I physically cringe when I read them back. One particularly dramatic January involved me writing close to two pages about how much I hated a particular girl for the heinous crime of taking my chair in a classroom. I'd have probably banged out War and Peace Part 2 if someone had done something really bad.
I also referred to most people by codenames so half the time I don't even know who I was talking about. I think my career as a spy was over before it began...

[vladthedisorganised]

Sarah I love it!

[Manchesterhistorygirl]

I was 11 in 1991 and this is so my life. I have am old diary of mine kicking around. If I come across it I'll post it on here. It had scented pages and a lock!

[MarieJeanne]

I kept a diary from the age of 12 to 20. I threw them out after my boyfriend read them. He's now my DH but i have NEVER forgiven him. I would love to read them again.

[EllaMenOhPea]

I had a diary in 1991 too - I had just turned 13. It's probably in the loft of my parents house. I would die inside if I ever re read or it was read in my absence.

I remember writing about the war and Sadda Musain

[Pointeshoes]

I wrote a diary age 11- 14. Wrote an a5 page most days about all sorts of rubbish and made it look pretty.
But I just had to burn them! Just would be too embarrassing if someone else read them.
I always mean to start a diary because i do love to just write nonsense, it used to de- stress me.

[CrazyOldCatLady]

I was 11 in 1991. I didn't start diarying till 1993 or so, I think, but I wrote REAMS of terribly tragic and heartbroken shite till 2000, when I was too heartbroken to write any more.