A note to me now from me at fifteen. And it is spot-on. How creepy is that?

Sometimes I feel like burning this journal. I feel that when I grow up, I will be so different, it will be like having a complete stranger reading it. It is strange how I think of myself as being completely different when I grow up.
And the funny thing is that from my vantage point at 39, 15-year-old Jane does not feel like a stranger to me. But the young me would be so surprised to see how we turned out ;)
























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The funny things is that most days that 15 year old is still wondering how she got here.
Not that I fared poorly, but I think the 15-year-old in me would be bitching right now because I wasn't married to Simon Le Bon, the lead singer of Duran Duran.
The 15 year old me would be surprised I don't party like it's 1999. (or whatever.)
(2000 - 0 - 0 party over, oops out of time!)
Paige, you're freaking me out! I hear Power Station on the radio on the way home tonight. And really, how often do I think about Duran Duran…
My 15-year-old self would probably be relieved I'm still alive! She'd be happy with some of my accomplishments. But she'd be a little disappointed too that we haven't done more.
This reminds me of the Bruce Willis movie The Kid. Have you seen it?
your handwriting is frighteningly like mine! A friend called it serial killer handwriting…