You may use anything I posted on this blog, like drawings (although I doubt you will since they are all low quality), and you may do anything to them (even make fun of them), as long as you don't take credit for the original. You don't even have to say where it came from, as long as it's clear that someone drew it/wrote it/took a picture of it, and it wasn't you.

I mean, I'd still like to know if you use something that I posted here, but you don't exactly need my permission to do it.

Okay? Okay.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Memories

Hello world!

I was going to talk about this on Monday, but I didn't get on the computer that day...

So this has to do with my list from Friday. I suppose a lot of people don't see need in diaries (when I first started it, I didn't want to), but I have grown to learn the importance of them, so I have full respect for them.

People that know me well enough know I have a lot of stuffed animals. And I love them very much. With a lot of stuff I own I grow emotionally attached. I like to save a lot of stuff from my childhood. With most of my old toys, I wouldn't give them for anything. (Unless my sister was kidnapped and I was told she would be killed unless I give them up, then of course. I highly doubt that would happen, though.)

I could explain this in such a complicated way that most wouldn't understand me, but instead I'll use a quote from The Office:
I wish there was a way to know you're in the good old days before you actually left them.
I already consider my childhood as "the good old days," and I'm only 13! I'm sure that the good old days is my whole past, so I want to keep a record of it before it leaves me.

I try to protect even the tiny things, like maybe some pages from a notebook that I doodled on, or maybe a necklace from a friend, even if I only knew them for a few days. I even wish some of my scars didn't disappear.

This is especially important to me because I don't have the best memory for most stuff. If I didn't write in my diary about certain things, I may have forgotten them completely.

I probably sound pretty stupid for caring about memoirs so much, but I honestly can't express how much I  want them. How much I NEED them. I hope future me doesn't forget their importance.

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