i spent a good part of last night reading through old diaries and discovered a few things about myself:
i was a prolific chronicler of snowball fights in the 4th and 5th grades
i was as antisocial as a child as i am as an adult
i had mad crushes on some really ugly guys
i have always enjoyed keeping people at a distance and have always freaked out or purposely ruined things when they got too close
i am responsible for wasting at least half a forest full of trees with bad poetry, overly long analysis of love affairs and half-written stories.