Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Today


Today is my best friend's birthday. So Erin/Aliss, Happy Birthday!Altho i'm going to her house tomorrow i can still update the blog and everything because im coming back around 1.. so yeah... I never have any deep thoughts to put into my blog. i dont know why. i only get really deep things when im in a conversation with someone, so the teenagers blog that i posted yesterday were copied parts of a conversation with one of my friends. Hmm. I guess i can make a blog about me not being able to make blogs about deep things unless I'm talking to someone. I guess the reason that I'm like that is that i need the other person to take some part in it too not like i'm talking to no one. That i actually need someone to sit there and hear me out. And usually support me and back me up on my thoughts. I guess i find it easier that way, plua uaually something in our conversation triggers my mind and sets it off to talk about something, and the only way i can still support the flow of my thoughts if i keep the conversation going.


Here is a quick thing about my blogs. It's not only so people/friends could read them (which i doubt they do), but so i could record my thoughts and then read over them later. Well i bet you're thinking " Isn't that's what a diary is for?" well a diary is more like recording your private thoughts, and sometimes i still hope that maybe someone reads these things, plus i don't write anything really personal in here.

1 comment:

Amelia said...

That's interesting. The whole post, about you not having deep thoughts unless you're talking to someone, and how you said your blog was mainly for you. That's pretty much how I feel about mine, too. It's like, you're just putting everything out there, whether or not someone else is actually reading it. It's fun to look back at your old work, that's for sure. It's also nice to feel as though, like you said, you're talking to someone. Someone is actually reading this. It's nice for people to read your writing (at least to me)Nice post.