today

Dear Diary,
Today I looked in the mirror. I kept thinking about the time I went to Bible camp and we had to listen to three sermons a day and there was a robotic bat and the head counselor punched a kid in the face for blowing bubbles at his glasses. I remember that they surreptitiously filmed everyone and back then I was wearing a really ugly purple and white t-shirt, and I looked fattish and my eyebrows were weird and my face looked fat.
It's definitely been a while, and I'd like to say I had lots of plastic surgery and implants and veneers and cosmetic alterations and stuff like extensions and highlights done to my hair, but that's not exactly true.
I looked in the mirror, and I looked exactly the same as I always have.
It's funny to say that you never really change.