April 8, 2008 » April, ten years ago, part one: Nut King Insane
Ten years ago, it was April 1998. I was barely fifteen years young. A 15-year-old version of me is looking back at me from the photos, wondering if we're the same person. I can assure her that we are and that she's heading the right direction. She read that this is the most succesful year for her star sign in this decade and that it's all about giving foundation to principles that are to be obeyed later. So, she set her principles. And I'd like to share some excerpts from her diary, as told by her 25-year-old self.
04th April 1998, Saturday.
I had a good result at the school competition and at the local competition, I went to the city grammar competition with two friends: one who was a complete over-ambitious best-in-everything type of a person and one who went to the competition and passed two previous levels, for god knows what kind of personal satisfaction. It was a nice, sunny day, the spring was coming after a winter that wasn't really a winter.
We didn't do very good, but we didn't do bad either...the problem were the girls and guys from the highschool that was specifically concentrated on language studies...their results were so good that nobody could beat them. We were aware that our results of e.g. 14 or 15 points were OK, but that, with ten of them snatching all 20 points, it's not even enough for the third place. So, as we were waiting for the preliminary standings, we were singing Bajaga & instruktori's Godine prolaze and drinking mineral water in the schoolyard. Then our professor came around and told us that we do not qualify for the republic competiton, just like we thought.
We took it easy and, on the way back home; Jana, the friend who was living closer to me, and I sat down in a nearby park, as the swings were not occupied by little children. And, as it was a nice day, our imagination was at a high level, so I asked her: "Jana, imagine what would happen if we were swinging so intense and madly that we'd actually jump from the swing onto the top of that tree?"
She looked at the tree and tried to remember what's it famous for. Its Latin name is Morus Alba, its English name is White Mulberry, its Serbian name is Beli dud. And that particular white mulberry happens to be the oldest three in this city, more than 200 years old and located in a not-so-special park at a not-so-special place. But it's easy to get that the park exists solely because of the tree.
When I was little, I had a vivid imagination, I was making up stories where trees and construction cranes were living alone in the city and that particular tree was the leading police officer and catching bad guys. I said all that to Jana and she was like: "Hmmm, if the tree is that old, then it knows the things we don't know." I said that it's probably right, given that the tree witnessed, amongst other things, two world wars.
And then she told me to imagine a squirrel and that, if we swing and jump, the squirrel will help us land on the top of the tree. I followed the story and said that, when we're up there, we'll be able to see a warp in the sky, where the air is like gelatine. When one jumps through that gelatine-like air, one lands in a different dimension and a slightly different place: Beograd number 18 in the 38th century...at that time, there are so many people in the world that they had to split the cities into many, many smaller bits.
And Jana agreed that we should take the squirrel with us and found or own company for distribution of nuts from the 20th century to 38th century, called Nut King Insane. And we'd make big money, yet not spend almost any of time on it, because one day in Beograd 18 is like one month in Beograd.
And we said that we'll always be praising the glorious April 1998, for having found our little secret to success and having changed the world. Do I praise it, after ten long years? Yes I do, for two reasons, one of them being my personal share of changes. And all the changes came from somewhat insignificant little stories such as this one. I never learned how, but as of now, I stopped question myself about it.
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it seems like you know yourself a lot! It's good to evaluate one's past and present self
Woahh you actually have a diary entry of 10 years ago? Hmm I kept a lot of letters when I used to penpal, but I don't think I have my old diaries. Too bad
It's nice to reflect once in a while 
Take care ~ xoxo
I think that's awesome you can go back and reflect.
You're absolutely nuts.
Great post!
Dzej bi dzi, ta ideja o vrtlogu iznad drveca i putovanju (reflehiji) kroz vreme je neverovatna!
A da se to malo zapise u vidu price (hint, hint)
Haha.. From the time I was born, to my childhood history, to now. I jsut realised that i have changed a lot.
Hmmm...interesting
man 1998..hehehe, I think my chilchood years are one of my most vivid memories...
Wow, you had a very interesting imagination back then. I'm sure it's still the same ow. I wonder if I have anything written in my diary from 10 years ago. Probably. But I know there was a period in there where I stopped writing in it, so I'm not sure. But I do know I have my life captured every day since the year 2000 so in two years I can start looking at that hehe.
I scream
You scream
We all scream
for a bloody update!