My So Called Teenage Life Bloghop

Here’s how the blog hop works:
Step One: Sign up on the linky below
Step Two: Dust off those old sappy diaries bursting with teenage angst or high school notebooks filled with bad poetry*
Step Three: Skim through them until you find something share-worthy
Step Four: On Monday, March 25 POST IT on your blog
Optional: We all love seeing old photos, so if you have one lying around of you as a teen, post that, too.

Thank you to the hosts of My So Called Teenage Life (Part Deux): Amy Sonnichsen and Christa Desir and Andrea.
I did this the last time, see here here for my previous post, and it was so much fun looking through old journals, I had to do it again. So thank you ladies.

My journals started around 8th grade and went through the end of high school. Sadly they are filled with so much crap. You know, like, who was seeing/breaking up with who. Mundane boring things. Then every once in a while there are funny little snippets from my classmates. And embarrassing things that happened to others mostly, because I wouldn’t want to put in writing what happened to me.
And then, I find something like this one below. Now I’d like to state that I was a fairly normal, average, boring teenager. A quiet, reserved, good kid. Yes, I did some illegal things sometimes, (alcohol mostly), but I didn’t over do it. So what I’m trying to say is I wasn’t overly dramatic.
So proud of myself at first, but then it degrades into stupidity.
January 1st, 1990 (my sophomore year)
Well in a new way this year has been great. Communist parties falling everywhere. Berlin Wall open. The uprise in China. Noreiga in Panama.
Are you impressed with my knowledge of current events in 10th grade? Well don’t be, cause then I say this:
People argue that people (teens) in the 1920s+ had it harder then now. Depression and all. I disagree.
(Probably because I did NOT live through the depression.)
They didn’t have to deal with AIDS, DRUGS, ALCOHOL, MURDER, CRIME, SEX. Anything of that sort.

Yes, I did capitalize that all.
But, um really, ridiculous teenage girl. Are you serious? Let’s break this down a little.
AIDS: To this day, I still don’t know anyone with AIDS. Of course someone may have it, and I might not know, but in high school? Pretty sure nobody in our school was dealing with that because we probably would’ve heard about it since it wasn’t so common yet.
DRUGS: So as an adult, I realize I was blind to many things in school. Yeah, you know who the losers are who won’t graduate because they’re hooked on alcohol or whatever. But sometimes the regular kids came in to school drunk or high. And I was completely unaware. And senior year, if you would’ve asked me to identify any type of illegal drug, would I have been able to? No. Did I know who the dealers were? No.
ALCOHOL: Okay, I’ll maybe give the teenage me that one. But my friends were good; they didn’t encourage stupid behavior all the time like some teens do. But I did know lots of kids that drank too much.
MURDER: So I’m going to give you some crime statistics from 1991, because that’s what I found, and they’re pretty similar to 1990. Eight people were murdered in the State of North Dakota in 1991. Yes, eight. In six of the cases, the assailant was known to the victim(s). Two were unknown. One of these occurred in my town, the 3rd biggest city in the state. The rest elsewhere. I’m pretty sure that murder was not a big worry of mine.
CRIME: There were 407 violent crimes reported in 1991. That includes murder, manslaughter, rape, aggravated assault, and robbery. 407 out of approximately 650,000 people. I don’t know, that doesn’t seem that high, but what do I know.
SEX: I’m not quite sure what this meant. High rates of teenage pregnancy? I don’t know. There was the rare occasion that someone in school got pregnant, but I wasn’t aware of any until my senior year. Meaning once again, I was probably blind and dumb to all that.
So now you’re probably shaking your head like I did. Because I’m pretty damn sure I would’ve taken growing up in the 80s and 90s rather than the 20s. But I guess teenage me wasn’t so smart as current me.
So did you think you had it bad during your teenage years?
And go check out the other bloggers to see what they came up with from their teenage years.

10 Responses

  1. Love your post! New Follower. I am an 11th grade student participating in this hop, and I have no knowledge of current events- nicely done! I wish I knew as much as you do about these things!

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  2. Great post. I’m not so sure I had it *bad* my teenage years, though everything on your list was very prevalent when I was growing up. (At my high school the most uncommon thing from the list was teen pregnancy). From chatting with teens lately I realize that’s probably not the case anymore. Interesting….

  3. Since I write historical, I realize that teens in earlier generations sometimes had to deal with those things too, only society was better about hushing it up and pretending it didn’t exist back then. Compared to what some people have to go through, I think I had it pretty well during my teen years. It sucks to be bullied and then to change schools in your junior year, but at least I didn’t live in the ghetto or a war-torn area.

  4. ha ha ha! I went through phases in my journals of trying to seem more aware of the world around me, and it was usually pretty funny, too. Especially when the Gulf War started, I guess everyone at school was saying it was the end of the world — and I said, “Well, if it’s the end of the world, I hope they cancel school tomorrow.” Yes – we do have to do this blog hop again soon. So many gems still to share. 🙂

  5. Melodie

    Hmmm…no I never thought people of my grandparents’ generation had it better than we did. Mostly bc they kept saying how easy we had it. And we did. Still do!! I spent hours in the library as a teen looking stuff up using card catalogs. My kids just type stuff in and bingo! So easy…

  6. I’m totally bummed I missed this bloghop. I have a pile of old diaries in the corner of my office and everything (my parents made me clean out their garage last fall) . . . And there’s nothing like teenage logic for a good laugh!

  7. Okay–may I say–I loved this post! I liked your analysis of what you wrote in HS! At the time, I’m sure our lives seemed far worse than the depression era (in defense of your younger self).

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