h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

 I'm not good at journals.
Usually I just think of what
I would write if I had one,
but I usually don't since it
can be evidence that I had
these thoughts, and therefor
self-incriminating, which is
against the U.S. Constitution.
But then what do i care about
it. I used to keep a journal, i
n those crazy years between 4th
and 8th grade. When I had paper
to fill with a lock on it to keep
anyone else out. Before then I
would talk to myself, until I
became aware of the fact that
people thought i was odd for
doing so. I also used to think
that if I kept track enough of
my early years, I could write
a book about them like Laura
Ingalls Wilder. That was during
2nd grade. Now I don't really
care, when there is so much
else to keep track of. I'm not
sure why, but it's like I use
my brain as a vacuum cleaner
of the world, and things stick
like fingers to superglue. Others
call it 'photographic memory'.
This fact really stinks when it
comes to math, since I can
memeorize a procedure for solving
a problem, but I'm not that
creative if i've never seen
a problem like it before.
By now you've noticed how
i tend to not capitalize
my 'i's. This sprouts from
the exact words of my 2nd
grade teacher (see, i told
you i had a mind like glue
and i can't forget): "You
must capitalize your 'I's
to show that you are
important, it makes you
stand out" and it was around
then that I formed an extremely
low opinion of myself, and i am
still shy, and i hate any
attention to myself (vision
and other problems will do
that to a person, I was really
slow at work as well). I
sometimes still believe to
this day that i shouldn't
capitalize them. That, and
i'm too lazy to press shift-i
at the same time. Hey, it works
in the German language, not
to capitalize the word 'ich'
meaning 'I'. Enough of my
problems and idiosyncrasies,
ranting and raving, I will
stop for now because this is
a LOT of scrolling, as if you
really wanted to read all this
in the first place... Nonetheless,
if you find this even remotely
mildly entertaining, your welcome.
 
 11:27PM PDT 8-31-99
 

The thing with journals is you never know who's looking over your shoulder and reading what you've written.

u r important (hey i'm reading this), and just cos some 1 else told you how to use the written word, doesn't mean they're right, write? May you have many happy hours and meet many happy hikers on h2g2.

I frequently talk to myself. I'm usually the only one who listens (or at least understands).

Thanks
I was just saying how it got stuck in my head and i couldn't forget it so i couldn't do anything about it. oh well.

Welcome, I sure you will fit in, somewhere, maybe just left of Pluto, or perhaps....