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July 16, 2002
Live Journals? Dead Journals? Since When?

Man... what's with people and live/dead journals all the suttin? It's like I started some sort of trend or something. At least, that's how it appears to me.

Though the archive doesn't show it, I originally started this whole site with an entry in November called "Sarcastic Sparks". I remember that I was trying to sound very smart, but in all actuality, I sounded very full of myself, like I was the epitome of sarcastic and funny and smart. The next one was "The Itchy Foot Metaphor". And while I thought it was very funny, because it dealt with my foot being itchy, and relating it to real life situations, I ended it embarrassingly. It was something along the lines of "Haha. I have fooled you. You thought there would be some sort of metaphor in all of this. I just have an itchy foot." I have fooled you? Just thinking about me saying this bothers me. I was trying to sound so smart...

But enough about me. Let's talk about you.

I noticed that not too long after my site really took off (after Biblical Humor, after the remodel), two other people launched Deadjournals. At first it was kind of like, "Oh, ok, cool, I can read someone elses life." Then it was blown out of proportion.

The entries of these two people turned into boring, repetitive, insanely obsessed, three-times-a-day things that got me thinking. I don't update that often. 3 to 4 times a week, at most. Mostly it's once a week. And only for something important that I most likely will not regret.

Now a days, everyone has a live/dead journal, and my hatred for them is ever growing. They've turned into stories that follow the same guidelines everytime:

hey wassup? so anywayz, today me and ____ went to the beach, it was wickid fun. only i got a sunburn! :( ouchies. oh well, it was still fun, there were these cute guys and we were just flirting with them the whole time, it was so funny cuz they def didn't like us. anyway... i'm eating icecream and ____ is coming over soon so it'll be one big icecream party! lolz jk not really. gotta get going, luv ya,
~* ____ *~

Ahhhhh.

I hate that. Why? Why? Why don't you just buy one of those little notebooks with teddybears on the front, a neat little lock on the side, and write all that down using your pink jelly roll pen with the feathers on top? After all, a book can't tell you it hates your life. You all get so offended when people say they don't like what you write, what you say about people, especially when you use their real names.

That's the difference between you and me. You write down everything that happens in your day, and you leave nothing for interest. "Oh, today I went to this and it was fun... bye". I don't. I wait for something really important to happen, so I can write about it. Why don't I ever get bad comments? Well, one because I don't use Live/Dead Journal, so I'm not supplied with the Leave A Comment thing. Two, mine is original because I made it by myself, without the help of any journaling company. And third, I don't write about crap, especially if millions of people are going to be bothered by it. Ever wonder why I always have something interesting to say? Because I weed out all the shit that you are determined to include.

Sure, I'm complimenting myself very much, and insulting majority of the Deadjournal users completely, but I guarantee that the non-DJ's (as you seem to like to refer to yourselves as DJs), will agree that you are all out of line, and Deadjournals should be removed from existance. I mean, how many of you have been told that you sound like a 20-year-old living in a 14-year-old body, dealing with and explaining the things that happens to each and every one of us? Eh? How many of you? None?

Down with DJs, LJs, and any other sort of J that people are convinced that they have to use because it is so cool. No it's not, it's pointless and doesn't grab anyone's attention. It's a Deadjournal, for crying out loud! Your journal is dead! DOA!

(DOA means dead on arrival)

- Molly{11:40 pm}

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