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This is blog is my diary from my high school years. It starts in January 2007 and continues through to my first few years of university where it begins to peter out. I'll try and post all of it, however some of the more embarrassing entries may mysterious not quite find there way here. I've tried to leave the spelling errors.
Some people's names may be hidden to protect their privacy as this diary hold some things people told me in confidence.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

26-1, 7.40AM

C. likes Joseph! I can't believe it! C. likes Joseph!
This is so weird. its like the princess diaries and I'm Lily.
My best friend likes my brother!
What am I to do?
I really shouldn't be writing personal stuff about my friends in here it should be a rule, but this concerns me too!
I cant ask him out for her. Its to wierd, I told her she has to do it herself.
There is really only one thing I can do in a situation like this - turn to the Princess diaries for help.
What did Lily do?
God I'm confused.
Laura xxx


This is such over the top drama. That friend had a new crush each week at this point in her life. I think I just wanted drama in my life, something interesting to write about in my diary, so I played it up in my head. I don't think you'll hear anything more about it.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

25-1 cont. 9.15pm

What saddens me the most is that Neoptolemus could not keep his promise to Polyxena. She died for her people but the killing continued.
Cassandra was murdered, Andromache fled from Neoptolemus and Hecaba - I don't know...
Polyxena was a hero but she really died for nothing.
But she did die for what she die for what she believes in and I really care about that.
She was a brilliant girl, a bloody brilliant chick. Wish I was like her, apart from the whole being dead thing.
Good night.
Laura xxx

25-1-07

Polyxena is my idol. She's one cool chick.
She was the youngest daughter of Priam, King of Troy.
She went to gather water with her brother, Troliaus and that was when Archilles killed him and fell in love with her.
After Hector was killed, Archilles demanded his weight in gold for the return of his body. When all the gold in Troy wasn't enough, Polyxena threw her bracelet from the wall and it was enough to by her brother back.
Archilles asked for her hand in marriage as an allience but she refused it.
After Hector was killed she pretended to change her mind and agreed to meet him in the sacred grove of Apollo. That was when Paris killed him.
When the war ended Archilles' son said that his father demanded Polyxena be sacrificed to him so the Greek ships could sail home.
Polyxena agreed on the terms that she will have a tomb far away from Archilles' and that it would be visited by no-one that had been to Archilles.
She also asked that she be the last blood shed for the war and that on her tomb it proclaimed.
As an innocent Greek princess began the war (Iphigenia), an innocent Trojan one will end it
When she was to be killed she wore wedding garments and refused the blindfold offered to her.
As she lay on the stone she closed her eyes and spoke silently to someone.
When Neoptolemus cut her throat she did not revolt or even shake as a normal person - or animal - should, making it hard for them to tell when she was dead.
On the same day, after she was burried in her tomb the Greeks sailed from Troy. leaving nothing but two tombs and a wrecked empire behind them.

People debate over whether Archilles demanded Polyxena's death out of revenge or if he wanted to marry her in the afterlife.
I believe he wanted to marry her dispite the whole trickery thing (thus the wedding dress)

Polyxena is my hero because dispite the fact that Archilles killed half her family she was still willing to be killed at his alter, not so the Greek ships could sail, but to finally end the war.
That is what a real hero is, not someone who goes to war and kills hundreds of men but someone who is willing to die themself to end the war.
We all could learn so much from Polyxena, a young girl who was willing to give up her own life to bring peace to many others.
Laura




Today, I'm not as big on Polyxena. Partly the turning down an alliance because she didn't want to marry her brother's murderer (man up, an alliance could save your city) but also the dying. I don't want to idolise someone who dies. I want to idolise someone who fights back, not physically, but still, fighting. But that's where my head was at back then. (That said, the trickery bit was gutsy)

Sunday, November 24, 2013

24-1-07

Sorry I didn't finish that entry but David came in.
I just got a message from C, well, her phone at least.
It asks me to ask Joseph out for her!
I don't know what to do because I think it might have been [her cousins].
C's not home and won't answer her phone so I have no idea what to do! Help me!!
Why won't C write back? I need to know if its true.
She won't answer!
I guess I'm going to go and stare at the phone.
Bye Bye.
Laura xxx


It all feels so trivial now. I hardly even remember this. Now days I wouldn't give a damn if my friends were interested in my brother. I'd try and set them up. Things change, I suppose.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

22-1-07

Ok, so I missed a few days but that wasn't really my fault, I was at a science thing in wagga for a few days and when I got home I was too tired to write and I still can't be bothered to write about what I've done.




Just a warning, folks, there's going to be a lot of entries starting with "sorry I missed a few days." or "I plan to write more often". I remember when I started this diary, and for a long time after, it bothered me if I didn't write often enough. Even now, if you're privy to my blog The Trouble With Umbrellas, you'll see I still do it on occasion.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

16-1-07

Well. I'm going to write a diary - again.
Hopefully it won't flunk this time. So wish me luck.
Any way, Arrived home from Brisbane yesterday. It was really fun but dad seems to be getting wierder and wierder, he's not like he used to be.
Its good to be home. mum seemed exctatic when she saw us at the airport but she keeps bringing up how lovely and quiet it was without us and how clean the house was. (The minute we got home we pretty much trashed the place).

I hope this diary works one way or another.
Love Laura xxx

P.S. I love my bed. Its so comfy.
PPS. mind the spelling mistakes, there will be lots.

CODE OF CONDUCT
OR WHATEVER

1. Don't insult people, you don't know who might find this.
2. Don't lie or make up stories (unless you're writing a short story in here)
3. Be true to your self no matter how hard it may be.


Comment from 2013
Fuck I miss that bed.
I'd tried to write several diaries before this one, but they only turned out to be a few entries. When I was about thirteen I'd tried writing one that was "coded" as a fictional story. Different "character" names and places, etc. I think it's setting was the Trojan War?
I was really right about the spelling mistakes. I don't know how much my spelling has improved. At least I now know the order of the i and e in weirder.