It's never rare for me to be awake at this time, however, updating my LiveJournal at this time is a bit out of the norm.
One thing kept me up and apparently inspired enough to update my lj, and that one thing is, my lj(modest..). I stayed up and read every single one of my entries, not the comments, but I have
this entry open in a tab, because I know the comments are really funny and I want to read them.
About a week ago, my creative writing teacher told us to find a journal entry (we keep journals for the class, yes this is 5th grade) and write a reaction paper analyzing how much you've changed. Whatever I write in my journal is usually generic, since I've never really been about pouring out my emotions onto pieces of paper, for fear that my nosy mother would read it, being the sneaky snake that she is. I've never been good at properly hiding things from anyone either, I am not a sneaky snake, but perhaps an obvious ostrich. I never really sufficiently display my feelings well on paper anyway, which is a skill I'm trying to work on. However, reading the earliest entry of this lj, which only dates back to about two years ago, (I've deleted my past accounts out of sheer humiliation--they were bad.) I've noticed such a drastic, and in my opinion positive, change in myself. One thing I am most proud of: I am a little less of huge dumb ass.
Honestly, it was terrible. It brought back memories of how terrible sophomore year was, how terrible chemistry was, how terribly sick I got, and those two goddamn kids with scene hair I'd see on the train EVERY. AFTERNOON. Such obnoxiousness cannot effectively be described with words, but through interpretive dance and possibly American Sign Language. BUT ALSO, it brought back such nostalgia. Such as supporting Djibouti in the 2008 Summer Olympics with
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slowpurple(they didn't win any medals, but one, the medal that is known as our love) or the funny jokes I'd tell to SmarterChild (RIP) or staying up until 3AM talking to people in capslock chat, knowing I have to be up for school very soon. Public blogs set you up for complete embarrassment that has the potential to be viewed by the entire internet (but you're not really important enough for the entire internet to care about you, SELF IN 2005), although it also sets you up to be punched REALLY REALLY HARD in the face by nostalgia. Goooooooooood times.
It's 4:00AM now, I should probably pretend to fall asleep.
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