Since I was a child, I bought a diary to write my most private thoughts, used it to draw pictures of hearts, sun, stick figurines, and more. I just came across my diary this morning. I haven’t opened it up in more than 13 years. I cannot believe the things I had written and done in there. I forgot some of the things too, but It totally refreshed my memory. I remember I made a goal to write into it about my daily life, but I didn’t get to do it. I remember how I used it to draw mostly and I used to be intrigued by eyebrow shapes, so I used to create eyebrow shapes, I used to draw the beach, and the shore, because when I was little at 7-8 years of age, I had taken my first trip out to the beach and flying too, so I put all those in my Diary. I stopped writing and drawing in my diary when I was about 12 years old, and when I turned 13, I stopped playing with dolls and barbies too. Now as I look back into my Diary there were so many things I wrote about my school crushes, about the people I liked, people I didn’t like, and I wrote about how people used to really bully me because I was different then everyone else, and I never used to let anybody read and see my diary. I always kept it in a private place in my room that not even my mom could find it.
Now, I have my diary in one of my memories boxes and sometimes I take it out to just look and see what I have, and sometimes I forget what I have. So its really nice to spend some time to look at past memories and see how big of a difference in time there is. I love diaries, I love keeping these things because its a sentimental value to me and all the memories that are filled in those diaries and memorable things I kept from the past. I still have not shown it to anyone and I probably never will, but maybe I will in the long run. Lets see what happens. In the last one to two years of writing in my diary those coloured gel pens, hybrid, neon coloured pens came out and everyone started having them, so I decided I want some too, so I had a big collection of them and I started writing letters, diaries, and everything with that. I made friends from when I went to Daytona Beach, Florida and they came from England back in 1997-1998, and I started to write to them with these gel pens and we kept writing to each other back and forth for about 4 years and then that is when e-mail came to place and then we kept in touch from then on.
It is pretty neat on how time plays a big impact on how diaries, letters are written, and now our diary is our blog and virtually and technology has evolved a lot since then. How many of you have had diaries when you were little? Do you still have them now? Do you know anybody who still writes in a journal book? I don’t know how many do, but now blogging, and writing journals online has changed the way diaries are written, and to me, nothing beats writing and using imagination in hand written diaries, decorating it, arts and crafts. Although writing a blog online and on a computer also has its greatness, but really, nothing beats being crafty and doing hands on things. How about you?