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Re: this awesome thread about what some of us were like when we were ten, I thought it was time to make a Younger Self Post! I occasionally forget that I'm not still twelve or so, and then I think about what I was like as a child, and ... it's not like anything has changed that much, and I have mostly just experienced absurdity drift instead of an actual decrease of absurdity, but it is still pretty great to think about my younger self.
I would, by the way, love to spark a Younger Selves Post meme, except I don't have a catchy pithy way to tell you what to post! Mine is just a bunch of jumbled facts + some hilarious childhood pictures. Do what you will!
I sort of wish I had my childhood diaries on hand, because some pretty great stuff went into them. I always introduced myself at the beginning of them, though, and the salient facts of Who I Was remained fairly constant. They were:
1. I loved to rollerblade! (This was especially important, because I hated most organized/team sports, and vaguely knew what a loser I was for not being into something active. I really did love to rollerblade, though.)
2. I loved horses! (I know there are plenty of little girls who did not go through the horse-loving phase. I was not one of them. I LOVED HORSES.)
3. I ... had run out of typical things to put in a diary, so HERE'S A LIST OF MY FAVORITE BOOKS. Narnia, Edward Eager's Half Magic series, and Gail Carson Levine novels were probably the constants on that list.
I don't think I ever committed my love of Lord of the Rings to paper, though. They were too important. I think if I'd ever run into another ten-year-old who'd read Lord of the Rings, I would have died on the spot and maybe loved them forever.
The other thing I never committed to paper was that I really believed in magic. I spent a lot of time contemplating what I would wish for, and how to phrase it so I wouldn't get in a lot of trouble, if I came across some kind of magical artifact. I spent a lot of time looking for doorways to other worlds -- I wasn't particularly wedded to Narnia specifically, although I think that's more or less what I had in mind. I had a brief phase where I was convinced I had telekinetic abilities (and I even knew how to say 'telekinesis' although I had no idea how to spell it), and another brief phase when I was hoping really hard I would get my Hogwarts letter, although that sort of segued into the part where I was forging Hogwarts acceptance letters and sending them to my friends, and buying the early movie merch so that I could write a diary about how I was a Gryffindor firstie during Chamber of Secrets.
I had an ever-more-elaborate game with a friend in which I was a lady knight a la Alanna and we would roam the land in search of adventure, although, even though the land in question was called Tortall, it had a lot more in common with the mythological jigsaw landscape of Xena, complete with poached Greek gods. (I totally went through a brief goddess-worship phase then. I had an altar to Athena in my bedroom! Oh man, I'd totally forgotten that until now.) I later had an even more elaborate game, by myself, that I was Galadriel's daughter (obviously I hadn't read all the Appendices yet) and was BFFs with Frodo, and we and the other hobbits hooked up with Faramir's kid and Aragorn's kid and we all went on a harrowing adventure to Mordor! I have no idea what that was about, but it was great.
Then I discovered the internet, and let me tell you, I am hugely glad that I did a lot of reading to get the tone before I tried to commit any fic of my own.
Let me distract you from that absurdity with ... more absurdity, this time in pictures!
Photographic evidence of my short-lived ballet career, my huge unreasonable love of Disney's Little Mermaid, and, uh ... my inability to move without sticking my tongue out? IDK, I was four.
I liked to dance in the rain! (Why yes, this picture is my default icon. :D)
I was a super classy witch! Fun fact: I later confiscated that broomstick, painted SHOOTING STAR on the handle, and kept it in my room on the offchance that it would one day actually start flying.
And sometimes I would go to Canada! I am not sure this strictly counts as a childhood picture the way the others do, because my Teenage Internet Phase started only a little after I started wearing glasses, but ... look, my urge to write lots of due South fic about adventures in the Great White Nowhere probably started with this beautiful piece of southern Alberta, so I thought I'd present the documentary evidence.
And that's about it! I showed you my hilarious four-year-old ballet pictures; you show me yours. :D
I would, by the way, love to spark a Younger Selves Post meme, except I don't have a catchy pithy way to tell you what to post! Mine is just a bunch of jumbled facts + some hilarious childhood pictures. Do what you will!
I sort of wish I had my childhood diaries on hand, because some pretty great stuff went into them. I always introduced myself at the beginning of them, though, and the salient facts of Who I Was remained fairly constant. They were:
1. I loved to rollerblade! (This was especially important, because I hated most organized/team sports, and vaguely knew what a loser I was for not being into something active. I really did love to rollerblade, though.)
2. I loved horses! (I know there are plenty of little girls who did not go through the horse-loving phase. I was not one of them. I LOVED HORSES.)
3. I ... had run out of typical things to put in a diary, so HERE'S A LIST OF MY FAVORITE BOOKS. Narnia, Edward Eager's Half Magic series, and Gail Carson Levine novels were probably the constants on that list.
I don't think I ever committed my love of Lord of the Rings to paper, though. They were too important. I think if I'd ever run into another ten-year-old who'd read Lord of the Rings, I would have died on the spot and maybe loved them forever.
The other thing I never committed to paper was that I really believed in magic. I spent a lot of time contemplating what I would wish for, and how to phrase it so I wouldn't get in a lot of trouble, if I came across some kind of magical artifact. I spent a lot of time looking for doorways to other worlds -- I wasn't particularly wedded to Narnia specifically, although I think that's more or less what I had in mind. I had a brief phase where I was convinced I had telekinetic abilities (and I even knew how to say 'telekinesis' although I had no idea how to spell it), and another brief phase when I was hoping really hard I would get my Hogwarts letter, although that sort of segued into the part where I was forging Hogwarts acceptance letters and sending them to my friends, and buying the early movie merch so that I could write a diary about how I was a Gryffindor firstie during Chamber of Secrets.
I had an ever-more-elaborate game with a friend in which I was a lady knight a la Alanna and we would roam the land in search of adventure, although, even though the land in question was called Tortall, it had a lot more in common with the mythological jigsaw landscape of Xena, complete with poached Greek gods. (I totally went through a brief goddess-worship phase then. I had an altar to Athena in my bedroom! Oh man, I'd totally forgotten that until now.) I later had an even more elaborate game, by myself, that I was Galadriel's daughter (obviously I hadn't read all the Appendices yet) and was BFFs with Frodo, and we and the other hobbits hooked up with Faramir's kid and Aragorn's kid and we all went on a harrowing adventure to Mordor! I have no idea what that was about, but it was great.
Then I discovered the internet, and let me tell you, I am hugely glad that I did a lot of reading to get the tone before I tried to commit any fic of my own.
Let me distract you from that absurdity with ... more absurdity, this time in pictures!
Photographic evidence of my short-lived ballet career, my huge unreasonable love of Disney's Little Mermaid, and, uh ... my inability to move without sticking my tongue out? IDK, I was four.
I liked to dance in the rain! (Why yes, this picture is my default icon. :D)
I was a super classy witch! Fun fact: I later confiscated that broomstick, painted SHOOTING STAR on the handle, and kept it in my room on the offchance that it would one day actually start flying.
And sometimes I would go to Canada! I am not sure this strictly counts as a childhood picture the way the others do, because my Teenage Internet Phase started only a little after I started wearing glasses, but ... look, my urge to write lots of due South fic about adventures in the Great White Nowhere probably started with this beautiful piece of southern Alberta, so I thought I'd present the documentary evidence.
And that's about it! I showed you my hilarious four-year-old ballet pictures; you show me yours. :D
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Anyway, this is SMALL NAI.
Poor quality is poor quality, but it proves that I am EXACTLY THE SAME.
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HAHA YOU LOOK EXACTLY THE SAME, OH LOL. ILU. <3
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Also, I just found a few more:
Hurray :'>
In any case, I was a huge scaredy cat, I had a small horse phase (but mostly a dinosaur phase), and I planned musicals for my friends and I to perform. Oh, childhood.