2005-08-25 @ 2:04 p.m.
Since last September, I have been experimenting with a secret diary.
It's a place where I can say everything I want to say because no one knows who I am. I have an alias all, of my friends have different names.
I can even write poetry without shame if the mood strikes.
And the funny thing is, people actually like it. It's amazing the feed back I get just because I finally found a place to talk about how I feel.
I'm listed as a favorite diary among thoe diarists I find legendary. The ones whom I see one almost everyone's favorite diary list.
All because I write some poetry.
People actually quote me when they list me as a favorite diary.
But even though, the things I express in that diary are all totally authentic and true, it just isn't me.
When I copyright something I say, I use someone else's name.
That isn't me.
I'm the kind of person who bottles up her emotions, then makes a joke and laughs for hours.
I can talk about totally random things that don't make sense...then laugh for hours.
So even though, I might not be expressing my total and utter feelings in this diary, it's a total and utter expression of me.
-Jenine


















