Do you keep a journal?

Okay, I have a question for people who have kept journals in the past. You ever look back at your old journals and think, "Man, I was stupid. Like, really, I was a freaking idiot." Because whenever I look back at my one I kept in 7th grade, I get a perfect portrait of a socially maladjusted loser who knew nothing about the world yet acted like he did in the most pretentious, elitist way possible. Now look at me. Now I'm merely a pretentious loser, if only slightly less so today than then.

edited 31st Dec '11 1:46:31 AM by 0dd1

Yeah, before the time when my laptop was down for a few months, I'd written one entry from shortly after I got my diary. My handwriting was horrible and it was about something stupid that didn't matter. "MOMMY AND DADDY ARE FiGHTING AGAIN, AND I CAN'T GET A DECENT WEB CONNECT!!" [angry stick figure with laptop]

I don't really write in it now that Luna's back up again.

edited 1st Jan '12 9:06:47 AM by KatanaCat

I read one of my old diaries a few months ago and quite wanted to build a time machine with the express purpose of going and giving 15-year-old me a slap 'round the head.

A slap 'round the head still probably wouldn't have fixed 15-year-old me. Now, a lobotomy...

I had a journal once from 2003-2009. There were some weird times I read about that told me "I was an idiot."

I have one.

I stopped writing in mine because I ran out of room.

I used to write in one. I wrote about my loneliness and with me discovering that I'm pansexual. I also wrote when I was confused about my gender. Then, I realized how serious these things were and I destroyed them all. I soaked them in water, shredded the paper, and threw them away. I had four whole journals. Looking back, I don't even know why I tried. I should've thought about how snoopy my parents are. I'm just glad I stopped writing, for my safety.

I maintained a dream journal once apon a time. Nothing much happened, except your usual dream fanfare.

My favorite one that I wrote down was when Ash Ketchum and co. help an anthro hedgehog soldier bake a brownie cake in the middle of a warzone.

The hedgehog bit was probably because I was marathonning the subtitled Squirrel and Hedgehog. Everything else, I have no explanation.

Oh. Hey. This thread is back.

Anyhow. I keep a copy of Journal 3 on a shelf in... wait, wrong kind of journal. ...I still have that little white book I was given to write in back when I was little and my relatives did not know anything about me. It is covered in stickers, as things of mine tend to be (including the laptop I'm typing this on). The key is frequently missing. I haven't written much in it. What is in it is a mix of things that actually happened and random nonsense added because I thought it would be funny. If anyone ever picks the lock they'll probably be amused, since both this and the other journal have a surprising thing in common: namely, demons.

I don't write in it every day, but I do have one, graciously given to me by my best friend. I use it to plan projects (including track listings and ideas for Trevor Whatevr albums/EPs, Stuckiverse plots and lore, and some other things), doodle, and save memories of old times (with one section being yearbook-style signatures from friends from my last days of high school).

Eventually it's going to probably be my book of things I actually wanted to remember from the late adolescence-early adulthood part of my life. I've still got a good amount of space, too, which is nice.

I keep trying to start a journal, but never have time...

I had a journal which I hardly ever used,but if I was to have one it'll have my vitals (BP,O² stats and heart rate) every 3 hours and some deep thoughts and my criticism for or against people (which most of the time it is negitive). To be honest I honestly need a journal to de stress my mind. Too bad for me because my school doesn't agree with that idea (that writing down your thoughts is good for you).

Wait, what does your school have to do with it? They can't tell you what to write for yourself. Or am I missing something?

I had a few journals through my school years, although I never wrote in them daily and had many long breaks when I didn't write at all. When I was younger I felt extremly uncomfortable reading the previous things I'd written and would skip pages to avoid looking at the last one. After a few years I like reading them, but it also makes me emotional - I was so innocent and sensitive back then (well, I'm still sensitive but have more perspective now). I still write some random thoughts sometimes but I don't have a specific place for it. The only journal I keep is a list of all the interesting birds I see around the year.

I don't know but I bet it was some morons that wrote about something they aren't allowed to right or something like that.

I am thinking about writing in my Livejournal and/or even start a blog.