Thoughts

[chelovek_0]

I don't write about girls in this journal because I am afraid that my future gf will end up reading this journal one of these days

Comments

[toucha]

write about your life pod zamkom - for friends only and don't make your relatives as friends :)

[chelovek_0]

too late for that. can't take sis off the friends list. It would be full out war ;o).

[toucha]

start new journal

a note from a relative

[klezmer]

What's so bad or shameful to write about your views, opinions, etc. in your blog openly? I do - in most of cases. I often think to myself, - who would be really interested in the future in getting back to what you're writing, but yourself? Yesterday I was looking through my old posts, some of them seem to me like really important... - merely a couple of comments under some of those.
Not writing to one's blog/journal for the reasons you've mentioned - for me it would be like denying my (basic human) ability to speak, and being afraid of those who love you or will love you in the future is more like escaping from oneself.
After all, what's a blog created for at all?.. Have fun, bro.

Re: a note from a relative

[chelovek_0]

Agreed, except that mine and your concept of privacy is totally different. There are things that I wouldn't be comfortable about posting unless I didn't know anyone who reads my blog personally.

Some memories are meant to be kept as memories and not displayed in public. If I lived in turmoil times of oppression, holocaust or some other difficult time, I would definitely blog about my every day life.

My day consists of getting up, showering, shaving, picking up a coffee and a chocolate roll every morning from a vendor, coming it to work, typing in some numbers, contemplate about business conditions and the industry, picking a place for lunch, eating in the said place, doing some more calculations at work, coming home, reading magazine/book/watch tv, eat dinner, go to sleep. DO OVER! If that would be remotely interesting, I would write about it.

Re: a note from a relative

[klezmer]

mine and your concept of privacy is totally different
- must agree to that, yep.

Some memories are meant to be kept as memories and not displayed in public.
- Agreed. So, there's a plethora of privacy levels in LJ: an "eye" option, i.e. only you can see what you write; selected groups of friends, all friends.

My day consists of...
Mine, too. Basically. But what I write here about, is what's in between of those typical actions. And not necessarily events are my concern, though I have such a tag in my LJ (http://klezmer.livejournal.com/tag/events)

Re: a note from a relative

[chelovek_0]

I am glad we agree on some things ;o).

I'll note it and will try to write about things in between my typical daily events.

[open_truth]

The future gf line is priceless :)
I think that you need to relax and have some fun ;)

[chelovek_0]

Yeah good one. I'll relax and then I'll have to explain myself to friends that SHE dumped me because of my thoughts on a journal that I kept online. I'll never hear the end of it.

I go on way too many dates so I would have some pretty interesting stories but I don't want my future gf be exposed to it. Maybe at some point I'll write the most hilarious ones. I can probably write a book at this point, with my experiences. At least at one of my favorite dessert bars they most likely think I am a slut or a player by now since every time I go there it's with a different girl.

[open_truth]

If I were you, I would definitely write. I've had my share of funny or rediculous dating story, but I've forgotten many of them by now and that's a shame.

P.S. Why do you think that she would read your journal? My husband has never read mine...

[chelovek_0]

Because my future gf would be interested in what I write ;o).

[map_ka]

"I am afraid that my future gf " - c'mon, as it turns out, my future husband was reading my journal all along and he survived!

[chelovek_0]

You don't have anything incriminating in it so it doesn't count. I would look very wrong if I wrote about girls in mine. Way too wrong.