The histroy of my "blogging"

Since Im about 4 entries behind what my proff said we should have and my creative juices have pretty much evaporated I bring you a "filler entry"

Currently I am:
Feeling: sore in my mouth because my dentist is trying to havest my blood by hacksawing my gums
Listening to: conversations around me
Tasting: milk
Located: on my living room couch

From the time I was about 8 years old I've kept a diary or "blog" of some sort. I remember my first diary was from Six Flags New Jersey. It was light blue with Tweety Birds face on the front and a lock and key closure. I thought I was just about the coolest 8 year old around. I believe this journal lasted me until I was 11 and in the fifth grade. After filling up that journal I aquired a hard cover journal with sea shells. I used a roll on perfume on the binding of each page to make it smell nice. I also refuse to write in anything but a purple pen that had gold swirls on the out side of it. This journal held some very important mile stones being that it held me for most of middle school.

Next and sort of lastly was my Backstreet Boys jounal. I was 13 when I started writting in it and I used it till just befor freshman year. This journal basicly had the members of my favorite boy band at the time on the cover and each page. Inside of this book held manyof my firsts. Details of my first kiss (and subsequent first make out), first boyfriend, losing my virginity, and first(of many many) broken hearts. While I was keeping this journal I also kept my first online blog at TeenOpenDiary.com. The site worked great at first but after a while the server started breaking down pretty frequently. Then the administrator of the site decided to shut it down all together. I only kept this blog for about a year and stopped shortly after I started high school.

After that I stopped seriously keeping a diary for about 3 years. I had random blogging sights where I would make a journal entry but become bored with it and delete it soon after. I just didnt have time or energy to keep one. I did to start another journal when I was about 18 but i never really kept up with it. Its sad because the last journal was very nice. It had a teal silk covering with pretty sequins and sparkly bits embedded in the pages. I have a myspace and every so often I will post a nonsensicle rant or a goofy email I recieve in the blog feature on it. Its no where near where my other journals and blogs have been.

I guess I was blogging befor it was the cool thing.