I've been reading Anne Frank 'The Diary of a Young Girl'. I've gotten so into the book, I spent nearly my whole day just reading it. All of the reading has, undeniably, made me feel a bit smarter. Having a look into a girls diary written back in the 1940's made a huge impact on my in realizing the importance of keeping information on your life. I'd love to do that with my own, but I'm not very good with words, I wish I was a fraction as good as Anne Frank was in writing her diary.
There isn't much going on in my life to ever report on a piece of paper, virtual or not; even if I wrote months in between. I tried jotting down my past and present years accomplishments, and haven't anything to show for it. When I talked to my dad about this, he could see how disappointed I am, and told me 'the mind is as timid as the person' that I can't always rely on my brain at one moment to find everything I'm looking for. Reassuring me that I can't count on looking into the past to find my accomplishment, that I need to write down my current accomplishments and then look back on them.
I asked mom to take me to Barnes & Noble tomorrow so that I might pick up yet another book to start my collection of accomplishments. But I think this will only be a start to more disappointment to come. Please let me be wrong.
