i hate my journal
i read other peoples livejournals religiously, and i never seem to write jack shit compared to them. i don't know why it's so hard for me to actually write interesting things. it's not like i don't live an interesting life, it's actually something you'd all probably find entertaining, one way or another. i think it stems back to my fears of being able to write well. i can't honestly say that i can write well, at all. i think i'm the worlds worst writer. i graduated in the top 2% of my graduating class in high school and i got away with never really putting effort into learning how to write a paper. i think that's thanks to the internet and having been in gymnastics 30+ hours a week. i suck at making sense writing. even right now, if you have any sort of literary and/or writing skills you're probably asking yourself why i'm still even trying to write this journal.
i think i would like to make it my mission to learn to write, well! i wish to not suck at writing. i just don't know how to go about doing so. well i do, but that takes effort? ok, so well i have that too... goddamnit. i shall start this day forth, to write and try to make sense. if i fuck up, i'll delete my journal. and i don't wanna delete it - i'm more nostalgic than anyone i know.
k bye.
i think i would like to make it my mission to learn to write, well! i wish to not suck at writing. i just don't know how to go about doing so. well i do, but that takes effort? ok, so well i have that too... goddamnit. i shall start this day forth, to write and try to make sense. if i fuck up, i'll delete my journal. and i don't wanna delete it - i'm more nostalgic than anyone i know.
k bye.