Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Entry 1: Read September 25


June 12,

I feel silly doing this. I mean who keeps a diary anymore? I don't even know how to go about doing this. Do I just write "Dear Diary, today it was sunny and I had a latte with Kim and went to work. There was chicken salad for lunch and it was good. And then, and then, and then." I know writing is a good source of release or something or other. I got this journal for my birthday from Julie. I guess she must have thought I'd have tons to say cuz she keeps asking me if I've used it yet and if I like it and it'll be fun to go back and look at it later and make fun of myself for being such an idiot. People who talk to themselves get locked up. Is it the same for people who write to themselves?

My life sucks right now. Am I supposed to fill up these pages with a giant pity party? Oh look, I'm feeling sorry for myself again, how fun! I think it was this stupid birthday shit that sent me into a case of the blues. I'm 25 and this shouldn't depress me, but it does. What do I have to show for it? I've got a college degree, is fairly useless since a monkey could do my job. Assuming you taught the monkey to count. Whatever.


View the original pages here.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Nice work. Thank you so much because I had such a hard trouble reading the handwriting. What do you think about this?

Tempter Of Fate said...

First of all, I think it is totally awesome that you are here and posted a message. I didn't know anyone knew this was here yet. How did you get here?

As for the diary itself, I think it is pretty interesting. There are times where I could swear I know this girl and then others where I'm sure it's no one I know.

I don't want to make comments on later entries here for any new readers that are starting here to catch up. I want it to be a surprise for them too.

Now that I know, however, that I'm not alone around here, I may make a few comments on a number of the entries further in that kind of prompted me to do this to begin with.

Glad you enjoy it and appreciate the work I put into it. Slacker's not kidding when he says it's brutal trying to read this girl's handwriting. Sometimes it starts out really neat and easy to read and then slowly degenerates into hardly more than scribbles.