Writing

Ahh, aren’t my titles descriptive? ::Dripping sarcasm:: I was never great at thinking up titles, but geez! You’d think something like this would be a bit easier!

Anyway, onto what I’m actually thinking. Last night, I was sitting here, considering everyone’s diaries that I love reading. Melanie’s, Dolly’s, Jill’s, Jason’s, when he ever writes in it, Angela’s, Shannon, when she writes in it, and a lot of other people, just because they have interesting things to comment on, or funny stories to regale, or whatever. In any case, this site is a way for them to write down their memories, their hopes, their dreams, etc.
And then I look at Jason’s diary.

He commented to me once that he’s had several diaries on this site that have just disappeared because he wrote in them so infrequently. And that, with his Harlequinn’s_Tear one, at this point, he’s finally broken twenty entries. I had just broken three hundred in this one at that point, and I looked at him, and said, “Twenty?? I have over three hundred! Melanie is the only one on my favorites list (at the time I said this, she was,) who has more entries than me!” He’s just not a person who writes down events as a way to remember them. Unfortunately, he usually forgets about said events, whatever they may be.

And I can’t even comprehend that. I mean, just purposely letting memories fade into the background.
I mean, I don’t think I’d be able to stop writing if I tried. It’s too much a part of me at this point. I mean, I started keeping a diary back in sixth grade, and I haven’t stopped since!

Lol. I can blame my dad for it, I guess. We were at a store at the Woodbridge Mall, and I wanted to get this plush figure of Rajah, the tiger from Aladdin. But my dad said that I should get something else, and he pointed out an Aladdin diary. He said that that was a more logical thing to get since I can write down my memories in it, and it’s something I can have for years, instead of something I’ll probably forget about in a ear or two. Well, as I know now, I don’t forget about things in a year or two. But regardless, that diary was a better thing to get. I finally filled it up during the middle of eighth grade, started another one, started a few during eighth grade, actually, then stopped for a bit.
But then, the red binder started being created, and I went back to writing in journals, and my collection started to grow. Heh. And grow it did. I have close to thirty now, and only two or three are full. Lol. I’ll fill them all up somehow. Those journals, once I know I have all of them together, are going into one box when I move. I’m not going to chance losing any of them.

I just wonder, though, how Jason can go through so much of his life, and not feel the need to write things down for future reference, or because he wants to remember, or whatever. I can’t comprehend how people want to forget.
Okay, on second thought, I can understand it, but I can’t do it. To quote Dory, “I don’t want to forget.” I write as my outlet, and while I know everyone has their own outlet of things, I don’t understand how someone wouldn’t feel better just ranting in a diary, public or private, about what they’re feeling. Even if you’re feelings are stupid, or confusing, or make no sense to anyone, including you, you’d be surprised. Other people do understand, as I’ve found out. But for them to understand, the words have to be gotten out, and that’s what I can’t understand. How some people have this… seeming inability to do that. To get these words out of their system. It’s like, with some people, especially Jason, I can see the words wanting to escape, and when he composes, there they go, but not so anyone can hear them.

This entry has taken on a completely different form than I thought it would. Oh, well. It’s my outlet. Heh. Well, I’ve gotta stop writing, half because I can’t quite be serious while this Snoopy and the Red Baron Christmas song is playing, and half because I need to drop something off to my mom, and then I’m watching the fricken’ Emperor’s Club. It is such a good movie. It’s *sort of* like a ‘this-generation’ Dead Poet’s Society.

Bye!!

JJJ

*~*JJJ

–Notes–

I totally agree with this entry. I was going through my room yesterday and I found a ton of stuff that I had written, I hope journals and notebooks everywhere. It’s so easy to forget things. I was reading the begining of this diary and I feel like a different person than I was back then, it’s good to keep things so you notice the changes in your life. [Mousekawhitz]
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Eek! He noted my diary and said to write him at one of his e-mail addies. I doubt he chex them much, tho’ since we both know I already did that. yeeeek! Does this mean he’s reading it as we speak?! Oh, gawsh. *hangs head in shame* Whadda I do? Whadda I do? What if he thinks I’m completely batty? I am, but that’s beside the point. eeeeek! [HyacatDuncan]
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I’m gonna go write an excerpt from D.S. in my OD. Tell me what ya think? [HyacatDuncan]
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heh. I liked dead poet’s society! [Malloren]
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unfortunately, i couldn’t read the post, and i have to get off in a minute, so i’ll leave this short and sweet. My new name is SetSunaVamp66 (for now) until i can change it. (you know how i am!! 🙂 ) -BEHOLD THE POWER OF CLOROX!!!! [SetSunaVamp66]
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You changed your name again? How does anyone keep track of you??? Grr. Cute, tho’. Very cute. Well. Ny-night. Ja mata ne! [HyacatDuncan]
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Okay. So which is it? Mytic Unicorn or Smiley Girl or…what??? [HyacatDuncan]
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Wow…you change screennames on her as often as I change the look of my diary. *lol* But I definitely like the new look of yours! [SolarEclipse]