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well, summer has come
and I'm contemplating whether I should start blogging or not.
I cannot possibly imagine typing up what goes through my mind everyday though.
I've always wanted to keep up on my diaries, but I don't think personifying a diary and talking to it as if it were my best friend suit me very well.
In movies, girls cherish their diaries, cut out magazines and glue the pictures that relate to their lives, paste movie stubs or concert tickets to savor the memories.
I wish I was capable of doing that.
I only remember and recollect in my head.
Poking a tiny part of my brain to recollect the image of memories or maybe the feelings I've felt is more effective than just flipping through old pages of diaries, though it may be a little difficult for some people.
Deleting memories is cruel, but sometimes crucial.
No matter how hard I try, I cannot recollect the smell anymore.
and I'm contemplating whether I should start blogging or not.
I cannot possibly imagine typing up what goes through my mind everyday though.
I've always wanted to keep up on my diaries, but I don't think personifying a diary and talking to it as if it were my best friend suit me very well.
In movies, girls cherish their diaries, cut out magazines and glue the pictures that relate to their lives, paste movie stubs or concert tickets to savor the memories.
I wish I was capable of doing that.
I only remember and recollect in my head.
Poking a tiny part of my brain to recollect the image of memories or maybe the feelings I've felt is more effective than just flipping through old pages of diaries, though it may be a little difficult for some people.
Deleting memories is cruel, but sometimes crucial.
No matter how hard I try, I cannot recollect the smell anymore.