A month ago, I decided to go back to journaling. It was mainly inspired by my friend S, who journals a lot.
I used to religiously write until about 3rd year of university. I unearthed an old one, possibly the last. It was funny because I didn’t realize I had chronicled my time with He-who-must-not-be-named-because-he-is-always-wearing-his-cranky-pants. Mr Drama King himself. Funny how i felt at that time. But then how did we end up together?! I don’t know. I didn’t write down the reason 🙂
But it was so fun reading through the pages and look back at my life. I have forgotten how fun and therapeutic journaling is and I thank S for reminding me that. And I’ve obviously forgotten how to write by hand — my letters are terrible! I am no longer used to handwriting so now my right hand is a bit sore…for some reason, a little doodling helped ease the pain.
I can’t always post personal things in my blog. So my nice smelling journal will be the outlet for that 😉 here are a couple pages:
Here is a countdown to freedom, my last day on the job is Friday:
