At 5:29 PM, FreudianSlip
At 5:48 PM, Яαgιи Яαvєи
well, the longest i ever kept a journal or a diary was like..err.. two weeks? MAX i guess.. I always figured that if it's a good memory then it'll stay and I won't need to re-read it again cos it'll stick.. and if it's a bad one then i'd be happy if i managed to forget it ever existed.
the more i look at the past the more i am sure i did the right thing by not writing any. What good is there if you read some happy memory that u've shared with someone if that person doesn't exist in your "circle of trust" anymore? What good is there if all the happy memories lead to either break ups, arguements, fights, a loved one's death?
I live everyday to the fullest... I don't need a piece of paper to remind me of what kind of person i've grown to be and how much i've changed.
and.. MABROOK!! *party*
PS I found an old journal.. only two pages were written there.. i read.. then i smiled.
At 5:49 PM, hurricane_x
At 12:25 AM, Anonymous
At 3:36 PM, sherif gharib
At 10:13 PM, admelmasry
first, alf mabroook..
second, i deleted some of my old stories on my pc and i decided to give writing stories up, among the deleted projects was a one of a long novel..
after years, i found my self uncapable of writing and imagining a full novel with its details and characters, it was a challenge, and reason dicates me to confess that not all our challenges are winnable..
At 5:41 PM, Anonymous
At 5:26 PM, Polka Dotted
This is an ongoing issue with me...to dispose of old diaries or not dispose of old diaries. I just can't bring myself to do it. My handwriting has changed, my style has changed, my interests...it's only been 12 years since the first time I’ve ever decided to vent on paper and I enjoy looking through them immensely! Imagine how fun it will be when I’m an old geezer! My grandpa allah yer7amo had stacks upon stacks of journals, he showed me some of them before he passed on. They covered the war, him getting in trouble in school, falling in love with my grandma…the really old ones were all written in “kobya”…those things are priceless! I say keep your old diaries (assuming you haven’t thrown them away already)