May 24, 2007 17:16
Im not sure if i really want to post to livejournal anymore because one, i have no desire to reflect on my life right now, im too busy living and enjoying it. And secondly, i have no friends on my friends list because everyone else is tired of LJ.
But then i got to ask myself, did i write for my friends or for myself? Because if it truely was for my well being, then having no friends on LJ should not affect my decision whether to write anymore or not.
maybe ill just keep a personal diary or maybe ill make anonymous friends to whom my life may be interesting. But all in all i just love the relaxing nature of typing on my laptop.
but i think im just too private to share my life with strangers. it must be so hard for celebrities who have myspaces. I dont understand the obsession with myspace, i really dont, but thats only cos ive been on LJ for years before myspace came onto the scene, and im so over it and now the cool people out there are telling me im behind fashion because theyve finally caught onto blogging and im not anymore.
but i guess that depends on what you use your blogs for; popullarity or mental health or contact with friends, and i use 'friends' in the original use of the word, the people you love, not the people who want to view your space.
man i sound like an old hag, but in a way i guess i am one now. I have more responsibilities now and even if i didnt, the knowledge of the comming responsibilties are burdensome, if thats a word.
so maybe i have found a use again for LJ and then maybe not.
it depends on whether my responsibilties allow me time to blog or whether i am willing to take time from enjoying life to blog it.
My brain is far more superior albeit far less permanent as a contest to my life.
i dont know. Do i want to be out there? Or is it just my brain that wants to be more on page than in itself? I dont know why it insists on making itself know, unless it really is that narcisstic in believing it has somehting worth sharing with the world that will benefit it and without it the world would not revolve.
its age. You want to leave something behind other than a corpse. but then all you leave behind is a memory or something physical thats equally as failable, and as other people die and forget, you are nothing more, there fore it is perhaps best to accept your nothingness.
but human beings have a delightful nack of attempting the impossible, thus once again, the need for myspace and LJ arise.
how circular have my thoughts been?
anyways, i have found that it is easier to type than it is to write and thats really scary for me. So i will resolve now that i will try to write more so that i will not lose the art.
thats it for my ramblings.
maybe there will be others.