Read This and Relive Your Pre-Teen Angst (If You Dare!)

Dawn Luebbe's blog My 1992 Diary brings us right back to the days when bangs, boys and TCBY were all that really mattered

Oh, don’t mind us. We’re just over here reliving our middle-school angst with a combination of elation and horror thanks to a new blog that utterly revives the raw emotions of the pre-teen years. And in particular, the early ‘90s pre-teen years, when the universe revolved around bangs and boys.

Actor-comedienne Dawn Luebbe created My 1992 Diary after she found her old entries a couple years back when she was home in Nebraska for Christmas. "I started reading them to my family and boyfriend and we were dying laughing. For the last couple years, whenever I've gone home, we've brought out the diaries and read from them as almost a tradition — a rather embarrassing tradition,” she told us. And she says she’s had amazing response after posting them online: "I think it strikes a chord with people, women especially, who grew up during that time.”

So, so right you are, Dawn. These entries brought us right back to our own experience of junior high school — in the San Fernando Valley area of Los Angeles, no less, where half-up, half-down wave-style bangs practically threatened our safe clearance under the mirror ball at Skateland. And when we developed our first-ever crushes on Z Cavaricci-wearing boys and courted them with mortifyingly brazen gestures not limited to mix tapes and fancily folded notes in class.

We applaud Dawn’s major cojones for sharing her stories — while embracing their cringe worthiness. "There are some entries that I am very embarrassed by,” she says. "One is when I am trying to sound what I thought was sexy, talking about sitting behind my crush. There are other entries yet to come where I talk about sex — mostly through quoting lyrics of Right Said Fred and C & C Music Factory where it is clear I have no idea what I am talking about. Those are pretty painful to read.”

And while we try to get "Everybody Dance Now" out of our heads, enjoy Dawn’s brilliant adolescent philosophy from diary entries dated 1991 through 1994 while you float back to your own tween years.

[Note: The spelling is adorably adapted straight from Dawn's diary.]

Arts and Aerosol 

Today I spent 20 minutes on my bangs! I had to wash dishes. At about 12:45 we went to the library, then we went to see the sound of music at the cummunity play house!! It was so good! Then we went to TCBY! Tonight I watched T.V.
P.S.: My bangs had tons of hairspray on my bangs.

It’s healthy for adolescents to have a dose of culture (both of the theater and active yogurt varieties) along with their hairspray.

 

Brenda, Brandon and Bangs

Today we changed the scudule around at school. It’s a o.k. schedule. After school I went to dance, it was fun. After dance, we came home, ate, then I practiced my clarinet. Then mom went to some other important meeding. I watched 90210. When mom got home I asked her a question I had been ding to ask her for about 2 years. “Can I grow my bangs out?” She said “Well you would have to cut your hair so short to match your bangs.” NOT!!!! No one else dose!
P.S. Sometimes I want to die!

No one does! What would the kids say at the Peach Pit?!

 

A Day of Ups and Downs

This morning I woke up at 6:36 a.m.! Because I want to try out at Choris. It’s sort of fun! I had an o.k. lunch. At 2:00 p.m. Tom went to get 2 teeth pulled. Ginger had Spanish after school. In reading I did a homeless essay and Mrs. Santos said she’d send it to the paper!!!!! I told my family and no one really seemed to care much. For supper we had roast.
P.S. Grampa Luebbe is doing much better now!

Grampa may have been celebrating, but Tom and Dawn had it rough. We care about your essay, Dawn!

 

Getting Serious

Today Susanne and Racheal came. I found and old neckolas down in the basement. I think that I will give it to my boyfriend, because its sort of a chain. Dan [REDACTED], I love, but I think he loves me? But I don’t know if he likes chains. How can I find out? 

Sure, she may not have even talked to Dan more than a few times in her life. But who doesn’t love the gift of bling? You got this, Dawn.

 

She Got Game

Today I thought Dan looked cuter than ever. He wore black shorts and a very big sweater. The other day Dan sat in front of me wile our teacher was reading. I slowly touched my hand to his genle back and scratched it softly. He looked back and smiled at me And I smiled at him. He Is A HUNK!!! 

Dan was surely powerless against Dawn’s seductive touch — who wouldn't be??

 

Mixed Bag

This morning we went around barrels then we went on a trail ride. General would not go in water. Lunch was oh kay today. We played shuttle-board, it was hard. Today I accepted god in to my heart! Today we did this one safarri game. Our cabin tied for the most tokens. At camp fire (bond fire) the fire got up to 12 feet!! Now I am going to bed.
P.S. Cubby is missing!

Finding God, but losing at shuffleboard. That’s a lot for a kid to process in one day.

 

Deep Poetry

Fear

Run
but where to 
Hide
but from what
cry
but what will it do
Scream 
but who shall hear
Die
but why betray life

A regular Sylvia Plath!

Let us know in the comments: If you re-read your adolescent diary, what would the entries be about?

Alesandra Dubin is a Los Angeles-based writer and the founder of home and travel blog Homebody in Motion. Follow her on FacebookGoogle+ and Twitter.

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