Diary of the Brain-Dead Teenager

This is what a dozen years of adolescent compulsion looks like!
This is what a dozen years of adolescent compulsion looks like! | Source

Girls write in "Diaries," Dudes write in JOURNALS!

A common piece of advice for aspiring writers is the suggestion that they keep a daily journal of their activities, travels and habits. Not only will it keep your literary chops sharpened, but keeping journal entries on a regular basis may provide an inspirational spark for other writing projects. Even if you don't have any aspirations of becoming the next great American novelist, maintaining a journal can be a fun activity that will eventually result in a treasure trove of memories that the writer can look back on and enjoy many years in the future.

...or if you're like me, you can revisit your youthful scribblings decades later and say, "WOW, did I really write this? Holy crap. I wish I could go back in time and punch my younger self." Either way, keeping a journal can prove to be an eye opening experience.

The inspiration for my journal project
The inspiration for my journal project | Source

Inspired by "Algernon"

When I was fourteen years old, my 8th grade English class read the novel "Flowers for Algernon" by Daniel Keyes. In case you're not familiar with the story, "Algernon" tells the tale of a mentally-challenged adult male named Charlie Gordon, who is chosen to undergo an experimental treatment intended to increase his intelligence to "normal" levels. The entire novel is written as a series of "Charlie's" entries in a journal detailing his experience. As the story opens, his writing is childlike and filled with spelling and grammar mistakes, demonstrating his reduced mental status, but slowly his language becomes clearer and more adult-like as the experimental treatments take hold. Soon Charlie's writings take on a decidedly more "advanced" tone as his IQ increases beyond everyone's expectations, but sadly things take a cruel turn for Charlie in the last half of the story, which I will not reveal in case you'd like to read it for yourself. ("Flowers for Algernon" was also made into the Academy Award winning 1968 film Charly, starring Cliff Robertson.) Inspired by the "journal entry" format, our teacher assigned everyone in the class to keep a journal of our own for the next thirty days.

The "journal" that I wrote for that assignment is long gone, but since our teacher was reviewing the pages at the end of every week (to make sure that we were, indeed, writing an entry every day as we were supposed to), I'm sure that I kept my entries as short, sweet, and squeaky clean as possible.

When the "Algernon" unit ended, I found that I'd actually enjoyed keeping the journal, and the activity lingered in the back of my mind for months afterward. I'm not sure why, but eventually something clicked and I decided that I was going to start writing in a journal again, this time for my own amusement. In the Spring of 1985 I began dutifully recording my experiences as a 9th grader...and since I wasn't writing for a teacher or any outside readership this time, I declared that my mission would be to provide a warts-n-all record of my life, with all the teenage angst, foul language and totally uncensored opinions intact!! Sounds great, right? RIGHT!

...unfortunately, as it turns out, I had absolutely NOTHING interesting to write about!!

I kept that journal faithfully throughout the remainder of my high school days, through my college years and well into my early 20s -- though as the years went on it became harder and harder to find time to keep it up to date, and entries would often be weeks - or even months - apart. When I finally decided it was time to let it go, I had been writing journals for more than a dozen years and had filled up two dozen notebooks of varying sizes with my ramblings. These books were then boxed up and stuck in the attic, where I recently rediscovered them after more than a decade in storage.

That sure is a big stack o' nonsense.
That sure is a big stack o' nonsense. | Source

Can you see The Real Me?

At first I was excited to re-visit these ancient records of days gone by, but it didn't take long for that excitement to be replaced by a feeling of embarrassment. I arranged the notebooks in chronological order and started re-reading them starting with the very first entry (April 12, 1985), and after skimming only a few pages I began to wonder what had possessed my fifteen year old self to start keeping these records in the first place... because I certainly wasn't doing anything worth writing about. I was a mediocre student (at best), I wasn't part of the "cool" crowd, and I wasn't involved in any extra-curricular activities or sports. Therefore, 90 percent of my early entries were some variation on this theme: "I went to school today. It sucked. After school I hung out, which was boring. I did my homework, which sucked, then I watched TV and now I'm off to bed. Gotta go back to school tomorrow. Have I mentioned that I hate school? Well, I hate school."

...this was not exactly earth shattering stuff, but I obviously took these writings SERIOUSLY, because the front and back covers of many of my early notebooks were covered with garish hand-drawn warnings informing imaginary intruders that they were MY journals and NO ONE ELSE was allowed to read them, because they were PRIVATE and TOP SECRET so everybody had better just STAY OUT of them or face CERTAIN DEATH!!!

...Needless to say, thirty years after the fact, I found it hilarious that my teenage self seriously thought anyone would even be interested in reading the drivel I was putting down on paper. Hell, I was the guy who wrote it, and even I was getting bored after only a few pages.

As of this writing I've read through about a year's worth of entries so I'm somewhere in the middle of my sophomore year of high school, circa 1986. The writing has gotten slightly better over time, thankfully, but so far the subject matter hasn't gotten much more interesting.

The soundtrack to my life in 1986.
The soundtrack to my life in 1986. | Source

What I've learned from my teenage ramblings thus far:

- I had an extremely overblown sense of my own self importance at age fifteen. Rather than the quiet, socially awkward teen that I was, I saw myself as some sort of high-and-mighty bad-ass who was intellectually superior to everyone around me (even though if memory serves, my grades at that time certainly didn't back that theory up!), and apparently I decided that my lack of popularity was because I wasn't 'understood' by my classmates... or anybody else. Yeah, I know, pretty much every teenager feels that way to some degree, but the pretentiousness I was dishing out in these journals is on a whole 'nother level of ridiculous.

- My favorite descriptive word was "bullsh*t," as in "School today was bullsh*t. All of my classes were bullsh*t. I have a term paper due Friday, which is total bullsh*t."

- I really, REALLY liked to read comic books, chew tobacco, and listen to Metallica, because all three of these activities are mentioned at least once per entry. The biggest laugh I've had so far was when I stated that school should've been closed on the day that the Master of Puppets album was released so I could've gone to the Mall and gotten a first day copy. I hope I was trying to be funny when I wrote that. I also have to wonder why I never made the connection between my chewing tobacco habit and my lack of a girlfriend back then. Duh!!

- When I wasn't rambling about how much I hated school, I was keeping track of what several girls I admired from afar wore to school on a daily basis (i.e. "So-and-so wore a red mini skirt and high heels today! Damn, she is SO HOT!")... which was kind of funny at first, but it started veering into creepy, Silence of the Lambs-esque stalker territory after a while.

Oh, wait... wrong Shredder.

Meet the Shredder

It didn't take long for me to decide that it was high time for these notebooks to go, but I wanted to give them one last read before they hit the trash. I started reading a few pages at each sitting before bed each night, then tearing what I'd just read out of the notebook and ripping it into teeny tiny little pieces. I have to admit, this process has been unexpectedly therapeutic... I think it may have actually helped me get rid of some lingering emotional baggage from my past that I'd been carrying around without even realizing it! (Haha)

I thought it would be hard for me to "let go" of these journals at first, but obviously whatever importance they held for my younger self is now long gone...and they're certainly no good to anyone else. I doubt I am going to become rich and famous anytime soon, so there will be absolutely no demand for my memoirs after I'm gone. Besides, I hate the idea that my kids might find these journals in the attic years from now, read through a few passages and say, "Wow! I thought Dad was a nice guy! I had no idea he was such a screwed up, whiny, self obsessed loser when he was a kid!!" Believe me, I'm doing the literary world a favor by making sure that these writings remain "undiscovered."

My advice for prospective journal-writers is not to bother keeping one unless your life is actually interesting enough to write about. Your future self will thank you later!

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Dreamhowl 2 years ago from United States

I think my diaries are stashed in a box in my parent's attic, at least I hope they are. Because when I find them, I want to burn them all. I don't even think I want to read them - from what I remember having written, it wasn't always very nice! I don't know if it had to do with being a teenager, or being bullied in middle school, or any other occasion, but I think I would be appalled at some of what I had to say back then. Thanks for sharing, and voted up. :)

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi Dreamhowl - sounds like you and I were in the same boat as teenagers, haha!! I thought about burning my journals too at first, but decided that an old fashioned shredding was much less dramatic. Thanks for stopping by, glad you enjoyed.

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RTalloni 2 years ago from the short journey

It is probably a good idea for most of us to find old journals/diaries and toss them out. Today's culture promotes the idea that children are to be allowed to live like adults, but it's a sad scenario. Putting youthful foolishness behind us is a great mercy. What a blessing it is when parents protect their children from themselves and walk beside them through their youth to help them grow up so they do not look back at wasted years when they are old!

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Yup, when I wrote these journals years ago, I was definitely not the same person that I am now... and believe me, I am grateful for that!!

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spartucusjones 2 years ago from Parts Unknown

Enjoyable read. I tried starting a journal a couple of times, but never kept up with it. I use to regularly write poetry in my youth as an emotional outlet. I got rid of most of my youthful poems because it was a bit embarrassing to read after the fact.

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi spartucus - I was never much of a poet, but I'm sure if I'd given it a try back then my poetry would've been just as pretentious, self-obsessed and delusional as my journal entries! Haha

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Jeannieinabottle 2 years ago from Baltimore, MD

I ran into some of my old poetry (or rambling, whatever you'd like to call it) and they also had to hit the shredder. Some of it was absolutely horrible. They were from college... I am hitting my teenage short stories soon. I am moving and some of this stuff has to go. If those short stories are even slightly as mortifying as those poems were, to the shredder they go! I feel your pain!

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi Jeannieinabottle -- it sounds like there are a lot more of us out there than I thought with literary skeletons in our closet! Haha! Thanks for reading.

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Crissylite 2 years ago

You can learn a lot from your self and about yourself by looking back on old writings; see how much you've grown. I didn't really start journaling until I got older, but I did write a lot poetry. I've kept most of it.

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi Crissylite - you are correct, and thankfully I've grown a LOT since the 1980s. Haha!

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moonlake 2 years ago from America

I had a few diarys and got rid of them long ago. I always worried about keeping one because I had such a nosy mother I know she would have found them. Most of what I had in them was just silly stuff, but when I was mad at Mother and Daddy I had a few things to say about them. I wrote about friends and teachers, and my brothers and sisters.

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi Moonlake - yup, same here. Whatever was going on in my life, I wrote about it - for better or worse (mostly "worse," haha).

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fpherj48 2 years ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

FreddysCat......I never kept a diary or journal while in High School. I'm sure I could dig around and find some REALLY old notes/letters that might have been passed around by friends. I know I have notebooks of my "writings"...tons of them. When I read them now, I edit and critique my own ancient writings while cringing. Can we say "bad?"

Moral of the story.....even if we think we were a Nerd, Doofus, whimpy kid, misfit, cool girl/dude.....it just doesn't matter, Freddys...cuz LOOK at the shining stars we are now!! (Don't you dare disagree with me!)...UP+++

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi fpherj48... right on! The main difference between then and now is that back in the day, I was ashamed of my nerdy tendencies... now I embrace and revel in them!

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heidithorne 2 years ago from Chicago Area

Even though I write for a living, I have never, ever been able to get into the journaling habit. So kudos for even giving it a go for as long as you did!

I think I may resist journaling since I'm afraid that I'll have the inclination to dig them out as you did, reread them and think, "WTH?" I'd be too embarrassed to read my own mental mush.

Even worse is that today we have things such as Twitter and Facebook so that we can publicly journal our immature, improper mental musings for the ages. :)

Voted up and funny! Happy Weekend!

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi heidithorne... the more I re-read of these old journals, the more I am glad that there was no Facebook and Twitter yet at the time, because (thankfully) the only person who ever saw these immature brain-fart scribblings was myself. :) Thanks for the visit.

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M. T. Dremer 2 years ago from United States

I never kept journal entries as a teen, but I did write more than a few 'rants' throughout my college career. Usually it was when I knew I should be writing fiction, but couldn't think of anything. They were seemingly about different subjects, but really they were all just me whining that I didn't have a girlfriend. Because, as soon as I met my wife, they stopped entirely.

I go back and forth about their importance. On one hand I think, like you, that these writings are completely useless to me and anyone else who stumbles upon them. On the other hand, I think they're some kind of psychological window into the way my brain works and, therefore, should be saved as a case study of my younger self. Which is a fancy way of saying I'm a hoarder.

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi M.T. - I went back and forth about whether or not to keep these journals for quite a while before finally deciding on The Big Shred. I have to say, though, that re-reading thru them one final time before tearing them up has been an experience. Some of the entries make me laugh, but a lot more of it makes me cringe...

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Lybrah 2 years ago

You've inspired me to go through my old diaries and write about my teenage self. I'm serious. What a great idea for a hub, and you write so well! I enjoyed reading it.

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Thanx Lybrah - I hope that when you dig out your old diaries, you're not as embarrassed/horrified as I was by those teenage writings!!

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alison monroe 2 years ago

I'm not sure I would criticize anyone for writing, even a former self. Sometimes you gotta get the lame stuff out of the way so you can get to the good stuff. It might take years.

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi alison -- in that case, I've written SO much lame stuff that I should be a Nobel Prize winner for literature by now. (hahahaha)

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peachpurple 2 years ago from Home Sweet Home

i had wrote diary when i was a teen, burnt them when i got married

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FatFreddysCat 2 years ago from The Garden State Author

Hi peachpurple - my journals are all shredded and gone now, it took a while but it was fun reading through them all one last time before getting rid of them.

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peachpurple 2 years ago from Home Sweet Home

yeah, reading them one last time was a memorable mood, maybe i should take some photos of them

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