imwithjonas's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Bedtime Story Bedtime StoryOnce upon a time, I got really bored. Well, that's probably a crappy way to start this story. I get bored quite often. But this one time, I got bored and started writing about it on the internet. That was the birth of my angsty little journal. It used to be random. It used to be shorter and sweeter. It used to be fun. Is it fun now? I don't really think so. Some days it's mildly entertaining. It some times makes for a good read. But generally speaking, It's not much fun. Things are always super intense these days, or at least the things I write about are. I could write about loads of other things, but the specific things I choose to write about - scarily personal and emotionally intense. I would say I'd like to change that, but I don't know that that's true. I would like for people to read this and to enjoy reading it. As it is, I'm pretty sure no one pays attention now. I would lie to you and say I do this to hone my writing skills or for my own personal gratification, but those are mostly lies. I do it in hopes that people will pay attention to me. I dream of millions of people across the globe reading this at all hours of the day. I long for pages upon pages of comments. I have none of that. Maybe I should go back to posting on Live Journal. I like Diaryland, but people seem to ignore it. I'm considering posting on both. In fact, I think I'll do that with this post. We'll see how that goes. Not only that, but I'll put the link to this site at the end of each LJ entry. And maybe I'll make the LJ entries shorter or less frequent. Ha. Maybe I'll sucker some people into noticing that I exist yet. Maybe. 12:12 a.m. - March 16, 2005 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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