This used to be a journal where I'd post my daily antics, but it quickly turned into a silly space for opinion and/or ridicule. I suppose that could count as being part of my daily antics, but honestly, I've been back-and-forthing it.
I delete this journal for awhile each time I feel myself slipping into sadness, and it actually helps me get on with what I need to do. It also filters out those I feel just want another name to add on their list. This isn't the "real" me, after all. This is the Internet.
I need to focus on the important things more often, and keep stuff like this simple. I don't pay much attention to this friend list, but if you want my attention you'll have to find me elsewhere. However, if you're pretty much offended right now, there's a place you can go too. To hel--
Ah, see. That's not my style anymore. I have to move out of state in a few months and I haven't got time for the unconventional rants an' raves much. So, aside from storing my (current) collection of 200+ pictures and many treasured memories from last year, this journal is going to be - for lack of better phrase - dead to me*.
Sure. I'll announce my whereabouts publically. The only person that has full access to my journal(s) now besides myself is someone I trust with my life. The real one, not the Internet one, mind you. But if it means anything, you can have that part of me.
*speaking of which, this is my 420th entry. Last night Stephen Colbert had a bong masquerading as an athlete on his show. Coincidence? I THINK NOT.
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