This is my third blog post. I was going to be regular but I didn't have any ideas that anyone would have been interested in reading. But the main reason I created this blog was to transcribe my thoughts. This was supposed to me my diary. A VERY public diary. But since there's an exclusive Top Blogger's Club (which is never going to grant me membership) it might as well be my personal space to vent and rant to my heart's content.
I've tried keeping diaries on and off many times but never developed the habit of sitting down to write about my day. My maternal grandmother keeps a diary. She's been writing every single day since her college days. Mostly it's important news she's received (birth, death, illness) or money she has spent but it's a productive way to end the day. (Hey, that rhymed). One time my sister and I kept a mutual diary inspired by Jacqueline Wilson's Double Act. We wrote in it for months but then one of us threw it out, I don't remember why. At other times I didn't like what I had written (mostly mean and hateful comments. Yes, I can be very bitter at times) so I tore out all the pages.
Zahroon Malik, the protagonist of Zindagi Gulzaar Hai also writes an e-journal. And the
female lead Kashaf manually writes one since she cannot afford a computer. They only write about how they perceive the other sex and share their innermost thoughts on life. I could do that too but right now I don't have any profound thoughts floating around in my head.
I thought of starting a dream journal once too. But that would require me waxing eloquent first thing in the morning *insert "Ain't nobody got time for that" meme* I wake up at 6.30 AM and I have to squeeze in Fajar prayers, getting ready, breakfast, bag-packing (because I'm too lazy to do that the previous night) into the half hour I have before the college bus arrives.
So, anyway, this is all I have for now. My longest post to date and it wasn't that hard. I should keep doing this. Let's see if I follow up on that resolution.
I've tried keeping diaries on and off many times but never developed the habit of sitting down to write about my day. My maternal grandmother keeps a diary. She's been writing every single day since her college days. Mostly it's important news she's received (birth, death, illness) or money she has spent but it's a productive way to end the day. (Hey, that rhymed). One time my sister and I kept a mutual diary inspired by Jacqueline Wilson's Double Act. We wrote in it for months but then one of us threw it out, I don't remember why. At other times I didn't like what I had written (mostly mean and hateful comments. Yes, I can be very bitter at times) so I tore out all the pages.
Zahroon Malik, the protagonist of Zindagi Gulzaar Hai also writes an e-journal. And the
female lead Kashaf manually writes one since she cannot afford a computer. They only write about how they perceive the other sex and share their innermost thoughts on life. I could do that too but right now I don't have any profound thoughts floating around in my head.
I thought of starting a dream journal once too. But that would require me waxing eloquent first thing in the morning *insert "Ain't nobody got time for that" meme* I wake up at 6.30 AM and I have to squeeze in Fajar prayers, getting ready, breakfast, bag-packing (because I'm too lazy to do that the previous night) into the half hour I have before the college bus arrives.
So, anyway, this is all I have for now. My longest post to date and it wasn't that hard. I should keep doing this. Let's see if I follow up on that resolution.
Buenos dias!
