I can't believe I'm blogging...

...Thus begins the inside life of yet another person - friend, sister, daughter, muso (I love that word), lover of God, lover of life, runner, worshipper - who sits randomly around the world in Jerusalem, Israel and has joined the ranks of those who also sit somewhere and think and ponder and then write...How exciting.

Sunday, September 04, 2005

times, they are a'changin'...


So we were eating dinner at Ree and Franklin's house on Friday night (we made pesto, YUM!) and started talking about journaling, blogging and just your random thoughts that come out on paper (or a computer) in some sort of way. Most of the peeps were saying (minus Franklin, why is it that guys never journal?) that even in keeping a journal, there is this inate fear that someone somwehere will read it someday - either when they're alive or when they die, their journal will be read ...so one girl has never kept a journal at all because of this. Someone else said they used to change the names or talk in vague hidden code so that the supposed 'reader' someday won't have a clue what she was talking about. So sneaky-sneaky...

Hmmm, so I was all about the opposite. I have always thought, "How cool will it be when someone reads my journals someday and gets to go through life with Emily." I wonder what they'll think! Isn't this so exciting? I always tend to write everything that I'm ever thinking, plus things that happened to me, and anything else I can think of. And I called myself a psycho-journaler...like it's always on my list of things to do. And I get stressed when I haven't written in a few days because there is just so much to catch up on that I MUST set aside a time to write.

AND I also love going back and reading through everything that I have written. You'd be suprised at how you actually learn a lot about yourself from the last few months and years, and how God has been with you the entire time, and you remember things that happened that seriously impacted your life or you read about really lame messes that you got yourself into that seemed like a HUGE deal back then and all you can think now is, how ridiculous was I that I spent 8 pages on this?

Anyway, that's when Ree said we should blog, because the rest of the world can read now what we write, instead of waiting til we die or something like that. Well, I guess people can read if they want to be enlightened with the existence of random people around the world. Funny, but I was always so anti-blogging, for the sole reason that it was computergeek.internet world that I am so not into. BUT this morning, Ree forwarded me this exciting free blog thingy and it was easy to set up.

So, I decided to try it. As opposed to it as I am, plus I'm a procrastinator and I'm not so good at keeping up on things and now I have to write in my journal AND write in this blog thing...(maybe I can copy and paste). So who knows, we'll see if this works.

I mean, I have tons of thoughts. You should read my journal.

5 Comments:

At 11:44 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yay - Emily's blog! Now we can read all about your every random thought and emotion. It'll be like being a tourist inside your head - I can't wait!

 
At 6:34 AM, Blogger Mike M said...

Welcome to cyberspace. You're late. :)

 
At 7:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now I don't have to ask questions. I'll just read your "random" (that's such an Emily word) blogs. It's great.

 
At 2:39 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Keep on blogging. I enjoyed it immensely.

Popi says ditto (he moved his right hand when he said that).

 
At 5:31 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

mmmmmmmbloggage. I wonder if that's related to baggage.

 

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