#150; leave with no regrets
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Oh gosh. I feel so guilty and bad for no reason at all; I was just looking through Jocie's blog and the archives were from so far back - all the way from Primary 5, and it just made me feel that all these memories I had were just lost because I didn't blog about it.
Haha, I guess that sounded really weird, but I seriously have no diligence in keeping a diary - I kept one in Primary 1, and I tried to start one in Primary 5, and now when I happen to chance across my diaries or journals it feels really good to remember who I was then and how I felt, what I did. Kind of like rediscovering the "me" that I'd forgotten :)
So now I'm not going to care who reads this (maybe I should just privatise it, I don't know; maybe that's how Jocie writes so openly, knowing that random strangers won't be able to invade into her feelings, her thoughts), I'm going to really make time to blog each day about what happened, so that one day I'd have years and years of memories to look back on, and reflect.
My paternal grandmother used to keep these black books, and she'd just write a sentence or two each day, and they date back so so long ago, it's really very sweet and very.. nice, since I don't have a better word to describe it.
And my dad's friend's mum from Canada has
years worth of memories, a few years a book, and she has loads of these books; I would like to be able to have
something to look back on in the not-so-near future :)
Wow, I think this post sounds quite.. unlike me, I don't know. This is going to be my New Year's (not so new) Resolution, and I'm really going to go through with it.
yes I will
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