Sunday, February 24, 2013

Diary: The material form of memories

So, keeping a diary and reading it later is one of the things on my list. Sadly I haven't been able to remember to write in it. But reading it is still quite interesting and funny in its own way. Reading all of my tantrums about my "miserable life" its quite funny actually, then noticing how in 7th grade there are magically more happier memories written. February 13, 2011 ...i remember reading my diary a few times but this entry really got to me  a while back, cant remember when but it did. " P.S to my older self... have confidence." it was really weird because I forgot about that, so my past self somehow ended up encouraging me back then. Then a more recent one, Negative's About ME June 2012 with a whole section of me just finding my flaws... its funny how anyone reading this post would be "this is too personal you shouldn't be sharing this!" but its the truth, this little book of mine that records all of my memories from day to day to months of not writing but still remembering it. Then after reading the diary of Anne Frank i decided to try my hardest to actually write everyday, but that eventually faded out.

Why is keeping a diary important, for a shorter version for you people? it lets me remember my life, for someone who forgets quite frequently its pretty useful. It makes me remember to not forget these memories I took the time to actually write down, no matter how happy or how sad it was. Keeping memories and my emotions is quite important to me because it will always make me remember who I was and who I've become, what I've lost and what I've gained, as well as what has stayed the same :).

*picture link(because i didnt make it and i feel the need to credit the person):

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