
Hello and welcome to my diary- whoever you are!
In reading this, you may get a clearer idea of who I am, or not ;). At least, I hope -I- get a clearer idea of who I am, in writing this.
That's the real point of my writing, my own introspection. I think no matter how well you think you know yourself, you can always stand to know yourself better.
Entries marked with ** after the title are ones that have been moved in here from other sources (such as on my harddrive.. eventually I'd like to copy a bunch of stuff out of my paper journals, too), in no particular order, so be aware that they may be waaay out of chronological sequence.
I journal a lot on paper, so there will probably be a lot of holes here (specifically, during Katimavik and in the time I've lived in Edmonton prior to having a computer at home).. but I felt a need to revive this space, so here I am. Again.
I know there are better blogging sites out there, but after the length of time I've been journalling on this one, it's hard to think of abandoning this particular diary. I was the first one here, and at one time, nearly all of my close friends kept journals here too. I am the last one left now, as far as I know.
I sometimes feel somewhat detatched from the person I was when I began writing in this space. I feel like I should continue it though... I started this when I was in highschool, and a far different person from the one I am now.. or so I tell myself ;)
My words now are much more honest than they were then.. not that I lied, but you'll find a lot of crucial details of my existence lacking from the beginning, replaced by my need to come off as witty or something. *lol* I tried too hard. Much of the unpleasant things in my life at the time were closed to myself even, let alone being expressed in a semi-public forum such as this...
Nowadays, I strive to be at peace with all of myself, including the unpleasant things. If I feel like writing something negative, I will, uncensored; and I don't like to use the 'private entry' button anymore. I refuse to lend myself to lies, half-truths, or delusions about what I feel or think. I will not hide any more. (I don't think anybody reads this anyways ;)
With that said, here's a brief disclaimer: If you dislike something I write, cease reading. Simple. Also, if you have knownn me personally at any point, chances are that your name will pop up in here someplace.. If it bothers you to read what I say about you, don't read it. Equally simple ;)
I don't write for an audience, I write for me.
So, here I am beginning again in this old forum.. We'll see what's in the cards for me as I spew my journey into my keyboard ... Please stick around, and if for some odd reason, you are reading this; leave me lots of notes while I do that. (I am a note whore! ;)
Blessings,
Rain Celeste
:)
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