So, I am still ridiculously stressed out about this decision.  I know I should just make it, etc etc.  I'd really like to talk to Suzi about it more.  It's weird because she is involved and has a vested interest in this, but I have to wonder what she would think about some of the things that have been on my mind (in favor of both moving AND not ( Read more... )

I guess I've been avoiding this LJ thing for long enough ( Read more... )

I can't believe my FOD finally imported :) I originally stopped in to try writing an entry, and since I have been trying to import for several weeks (since joining), that DEFINITELY called for an entry export!

There is something about this new Open Diary (still minus digital camera, however) that sincerely intrigues and excites me, and yet, there ( Read more... )

Ah.

Just when the inspiration and kick-in-the-butt-that-I-desperately-needed finally came through, OD didn't. The first entry on here, I wrote that 3 days ago when I first subscribed, but wasn't able to post it until now. And actually, that was only what was left of the *real* first entry that I could remember after it got wiped into OD oblivion.
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Okay, this entry will lack substance. If you're looking for substance... go back to the previous entry or those before it.

To those who left me notes on the last couple entries, I'm sorry I haven't responded (at least, I don't think I have). I will certainly try to go on over to your diaries and leave some notes before long.

My nose is running, ( Read more... )

I've been spending a lot of time in Open Diary lately, reading lots of entries from lots of different people. It only gives me this overwhelming urge to write.. or to post things. Lots of things.

I have two surveys that I want to do and post, yearbook entries from my friends to post, my Salutatorian speech to post, old essays and things that I ( Read more... )

This is a piece I wrote quite some time ago...

A morbid wind smacked her cheeks as the rain came down in quarter-sized drops. Angela could see nothing but rain --

sweeping,

sweeping,

sweeping across the sidewalk which her feet rested upon. The reality of death became all too obvious.. her best friend was gone. Forever. She stood, though she knew not ( Read more... )

For the second time, I've failed to keep up with this diary on a daily basis. I really have wanted to though. Then again, there hasn't been a whole lot to write about anyway.

On Saturday, my mom dropped me off for my appointment with Andrea, and I walked down the hall, knocked on the door. Then Andrea comes up the corridor, and tells me, "Your mom ( Read more... )

First off, I'm going to make a true effort to keep this diary going on a daily basis. And, well, if that means two sentences a day, so be it. I need an outlet, a valve, a purge. I hope this will eventually serve as thus. Keeping it inside, to myself, (my thoughts, emotions and even my dreams), has shown to be of no true value.

As much as I hate ( Read more... )