Journals are Fucking Gay

I realize right now that I constantly contradict my actions and my beliefs but that does not deter me from speaking out against things that I even once partook in. Things such as:

Journals or even more specifically LiveJournals
Right off the bat journals are extremely boring and irrelevant, unless your a celebrity traveling the world to fight some kind of disease and your going to adapt your writings into a Hollywood feel-good blockbuster movie. It would seem that a lot of people believe that their entries of everyday mundane events will inspire, amuse, and touch the people of the world. Supposedly writing about oneself helps:
-the person to cope with emotion and anxiety
-reflect upon issues or situations in their lives -
-keep tabs on how they have overcome obstacles, grown as an individual, and adapted in modern society.

I was forced at gunpoint in grade seven to keep a journal in writing class. I filled a book and it still sits in my house unread and covered with dust. Just for this occasion however I will read a passage, so you can bask in the relevance that is my life.

" Today I had a math test, I feel major bummed about it, however, tonight I have a date with Sara. Sara is totally rad to the max!. We are gonna watch the Mask, I find Jim Carry to be quite a funny man, he makes me laugh, one time I laughed so hard that I pissed and shit myself at the same time. I think funny people are cooler than not so funny people etc. etc."

Now imagine if I was pretentious and egotistical enough to think that people really wanna hear about this. Sadly this post is more eventful than most found on internet journal sites. My entry already has me going on a date and mentions me pissing and defecating on myself at the same time. Unfortunately most of the entries out there resemble something like this.

May 20th 2003
Mood- "Sad as always, but more sad now than I usually am"
Listening to- Mixed CD with Creed and Coldplay

"Today I went and got a bagel, I find the Tim Hortons bagels are not as good as they used to be, The worst travesty was the other day when this mindless punk kid only buttered half my bagel, what the hell? I'm paying with my own parents money and they're not even going to butter the entire surface of the bagel =( I ate it anyway cause I didn't want to make a scene with people behind me but It still bugs me, Oh yea I forgot to write the entry but yesterday I farted!. XD. Well I'm off to play some online RPG. Keep reading and I will keep writing"

or

April 20th 2001
Mood-Lonely
Listening to-"Lightening Crashes" on constant repeat for 8 hours


"Man, I still haven't found a boyfriend. I felt a strong connection with this one guy that kind of looked in my direction when I was in the bookstore. He probably doesn't even know I exist and besides I don't know if he will ever come back to that particular store. Hoping he would return and pick up "Gaining self confidence for Idiots", I have waited in the same self-help section for 3 days now. When I see him again I am very tempted to just come right out in the open and confess how much I have been thinking about him. I am tired of lying awake all night pondering over his many mind games. How can he just outwardly flirt like that with me and then leave with out ever contacting me. I mean he almost looked at me for christs sake!!, doesnt he feel some kind of obligation to at least follow it up with talking to me???. Doesnt he Fucking Care???. Aaaaargh!!! I just don't understand men.
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I just find the entire self-indulgent community to be meaningless and retarded. I am not trying to pretend that I am above them as well. There have been weaker times in my life when I wrote in one. Fortunately I have steered away from the self-loathing or self-righteous communities and found an outlet in the world of highly-opinionated, biased, pop-ridden blogs.