hello internet world
Alright, so I "don't do" the lj thing. I've always thought it was a kind of dumb thing and lord knows I've given some friends enough crap for being so obsessed with them. But let me tell you a little story of my life.
The summer after 7th grade, when I was at Interlochen I started a journal. I kept it for every single day at camp and when I got home, I continued. Every day. I continued to write a journal entry every day for the rest of middle school and all of high school. I have writings from 5 years of my life, without a day unaccounted for. Then I went to college. I tried to continue to write, but I started staying up later, having more impornant things to write right before I went to sleep (like papers) and felt sleep deprived as it was already. I would miss days at a time and have to make them up, but that felt dishonest, somehow. So I stopped. I put my journals back into storage and stopped documenting every event, interest, problem and feeling I had. It makes me sad to think about it, even now. It's like I stopped talking to an old friend (and I've done that enough to know what that feels like). Since I've stopped (around the beginning of December) my memory has gotten worse, I have a weakened sense of time and my handwriting has degraded to even worse chicken-scratch than it already was.
My summer has been filled with twists and turns that I wish I could have mapped out on paper. This summer I've had plenty of time to start writing again, but I haven't. Having once been so religious about it, it would feel so weird to open up that last journal and start a new entry who's date was 7 months later than the one on the previous page. So I needed a new medium. A new outlet for what will be my new, more grown-up style of documenting my life. I've always typed faster than I could write, so I guess this was the obvious choice.
I'm not sure if I'm going to tell people that I have this. I won't write anything too personal on it, just in case (which also will make it most definitely UNLIKE my previous journals, where I was sure that NO EYES would ever see the pages but my own), of course then I run into the danger of writing in cryptics, which is fine for away messages but so obnoxious as a style of journal writing. I guess we'll see what happens, this is all just an experiment. I also don't really want to tell people about it because of all the jokes and sneers I've made about online journals. They say "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em", but I think I would also add to that "but just don't tell 'em". I guess I'm not the kind of person who likes to be proved wrong or called a hypocrite. So anyway, I'm not quite sure what I'm going to write here because it can't be personal, but also not really public. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. I'm excited. Are you?
The summer after 7th grade, when I was at Interlochen I started a journal. I kept it for every single day at camp and when I got home, I continued. Every day. I continued to write a journal entry every day for the rest of middle school and all of high school. I have writings from 5 years of my life, without a day unaccounted for. Then I went to college. I tried to continue to write, but I started staying up later, having more impornant things to write right before I went to sleep (like papers) and felt sleep deprived as it was already. I would miss days at a time and have to make them up, but that felt dishonest, somehow. So I stopped. I put my journals back into storage and stopped documenting every event, interest, problem and feeling I had. It makes me sad to think about it, even now. It's like I stopped talking to an old friend (and I've done that enough to know what that feels like). Since I've stopped (around the beginning of December) my memory has gotten worse, I have a weakened sense of time and my handwriting has degraded to even worse chicken-scratch than it already was.
My summer has been filled with twists and turns that I wish I could have mapped out on paper. This summer I've had plenty of time to start writing again, but I haven't. Having once been so religious about it, it would feel so weird to open up that last journal and start a new entry who's date was 7 months later than the one on the previous page. So I needed a new medium. A new outlet for what will be my new, more grown-up style of documenting my life. I've always typed faster than I could write, so I guess this was the obvious choice.
I'm not sure if I'm going to tell people that I have this. I won't write anything too personal on it, just in case (which also will make it most definitely UNLIKE my previous journals, where I was sure that NO EYES would ever see the pages but my own), of course then I run into the danger of writing in cryptics, which is fine for away messages but so obnoxious as a style of journal writing. I guess we'll see what happens, this is all just an experiment. I also don't really want to tell people about it because of all the jokes and sneers I've made about online journals. They say "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em", but I think I would also add to that "but just don't tell 'em". I guess I'm not the kind of person who likes to be proved wrong or called a hypocrite. So anyway, I'm not quite sure what I'm going to write here because it can't be personal, but also not really public. I guess we'll just have to wait and see. I'm excited. Are you?