some diary inspiration from rookie mag

If you’re looking for some diary inspiration, go have a look through the dear diary section of rookie magazine. Regular diary writers give us a weekly update on their lives. They talk about all sorts of things, from concerts they’ve been to, good books, nice clothes to relationships and crushes, friendships and support. Here are a full snippets from their diaries,  click on the links below each one to go to the full diary entry.

Caitlin‘s diary takes the form of pictures and collages..

rookie mag caitlin has exam stress
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Naomi writes about connecting with her friends..

Once there, I danced, and comforted one girl over a boy, and just related to these people in a way I had never been able to before. They had always seemed far away and sort of untouchable, the kind of girls that are too cool to approach—I felt they were above me, I guess. But our booze-fueled socialising, and perhaps being together at night, when I suppose we are all a little vulnerable, allowed me to see things differently. It took witnessing them in this environment—getting embarrassed over boys, leaning on me when they were tired, dancing without a care, and all the things I had done myself the week before—for me to realise that these girls are fallible just like me or anybody else. It was wonderful. (Read Naomi’s entry in full.)


Ruby talks about the wonders of snuggling with your pals…

Two of my best friends and darkness and warmth. Snuggling, I realized, is one of the most heartwarming human instincts. It is not overrated. A void was being filled that I didn’t know existed. Sure, I got affection from my parents, but friends are different. You rarely get a chance to express how much you all mean to each other. (Read the full entry here.)

… is amazingly honest about feeling  bad 

I am the biggest underachiever in the history of the world. My life serves no purpose. I don’t even want to go to college because I can barely see that far ahead. I can barely see what’s going on in the present; my life is a blur because all I do is nothing. (Read the full entry)

… and thinks about gender identity and femininity.

I woke up the next morning and wore black eyeshadow up to my eyebrows and bright red lipstick. I looked like a drag queen. I decided I liked this. I decided that being “pretty” and looking “natural” or whatever don’t define femininity for me anymore. I have the power to give my gender whatever meaning I want to, and to decide for myself what my identity is and means. (Read the full entry)


Britney went to a dance and relaxed for the first time in a long time:

We got there two hours late because we had to take like five trains and then trek for a while through the snow to get there, but it was still amazing, full of the greatest girls, rad bands, somewhat attractive hipster guys, corsages, and a ton of glitter. (Read the full entry here)

…and she writes about feeling stressed stressed stressed.

Honestly? I don’t know exactly why I feel this way, but I do; it’s one of those things that just is. I just want to sprint through the remaining days, because nothing has ever taken such a huge toll on me. (read the full entry)


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