Oh set up a journal she says, a journal? I haven't kept a journal since that time I got one from my brother for Christmas and the only thing written in it was a paragraph saying:
"Dear diary, today I had my tonsils taken out. It was painful, I had ice cream. The nurse smelt like garlic.
So my brother wrote the only and last journal entry in my life (I was 7 at the time). He had a much better handwriting than me at the time and I'm sure he added that part about the ice cream cause I don't remember it.
Anyways, so fast forward from that whole traumatic tonsilthing and the fact that I am a lousey writer, here I am, sitting naked in front of the computer letting myself be sucked in by this fantastic english woman telling me to join here.
I'm such a sucker. Although .. just between me and well you, I have been curious forever to join. I just never did, it's just that in adult life my brother can't come and write this paragraph, and he can't write my journal on Suicidegirls nor will he open an account. So here goes:
Hello, I'm Linn. I did actually have ice cream today even though my room mate told me my ice cream flavour sucks. It doesn't. My plumbing crystallized today and the bathroom ended up smelling like brocolli.
Feels made up but it's all true.
(If you find any faults in my way of writing please don't tell me, I'm Swedish and I like living in my world of pretending I know English.)
"Dear diary, today I had my tonsils taken out. It was painful, I had ice cream. The nurse smelt like garlic.
So my brother wrote the only and last journal entry in my life (I was 7 at the time). He had a much better handwriting than me at the time and I'm sure he added that part about the ice cream cause I don't remember it.
Anyways, so fast forward from that whole traumatic tonsilthing and the fact that I am a lousey writer, here I am, sitting naked in front of the computer letting myself be sucked in by this fantastic english woman telling me to join here.
I'm such a sucker. Although .. just between me and well you, I have been curious forever to join. I just never did, it's just that in adult life my brother can't come and write this paragraph, and he can't write my journal on Suicidegirls nor will he open an account. So here goes:
Hello, I'm Linn. I did actually have ice cream today even though my room mate told me my ice cream flavour sucks. It doesn't. My plumbing crystallized today and the bathroom ended up smelling like brocolli.
Feels made up but it's all true.
(If you find any faults in my way of writing please don't tell me, I'm Swedish and I like living in my world of pretending I know English.)
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