New notebook
I started writing in a notebook journal last weekend. I will post here one of my entries. It will explain why I might not post here that often anymore.
…I was thinking, what really made me start this notebook journal? On the way to school, I was thinking over that thought while listening to my cd.
My online journal habit of writing stuff about my personal life might be reduced starting now. I remember way back when I first started more than three years ago, I wrote about EVERYTHING, without inhibitions. The only people who read that obscure diary-x journal of a 12 year-old kid were some foreign strangers. My ’secrets’ were safe with them. They do not know the classmates and the other people I used to talk (badly or nicely) about.
But see, things are very different now. ESPECIALLY NOW. Before, at the most, only a handful of close friends in class knew my online journal. Now, there’s Toff, J-boy, Jake, Rychus, Rene, Jona, Andrew, Erik, Raf, Kenny, Ira, Josh, Alix, Alfie, Francis, Pendix and probably some other classmates (who don’t wish to let me know they read all these crap) actually read my journal already. (How about if one day, I feel bad against them, how can I vent it out?). A lot of people from school also have come, seen, and continue to read my site. My other friends, and their friends, and my classmates’ other friends read my site. Even my teacher reads my site. My website statistics are inclined to tell me that I’m going to reach 3000 unique visitors by the end of this month (that’s about a hundred a day! I’ve never had that much traffic and audience before!). That figure will probably increase in future months. It’s inevitable that more and more of the people I know personally, will get to know my site. I can’t possibly continue being too personal anymore…
…But still, I need an outlet for my real thoughts. Somewhere were I can write with the least inhibitions. That’s why I started this paper journal…
I’m not entirely abandoning this thing. Maybe you’ll just see less of written stuff about people in my personal life. I don’t want to write (badly or nicely) about people who could actually have the chance to read it.






