write in my journal daily for a year

I got a Moleskin notebook, the 16-month version today. It’s nice because I can carry it with me in my purse so I don’t have to wait until I’m home.

I really love having journals where I’ve recorded something for every day. Our lives are just little memories from thing to thing and day to day—if we forget these what is left of our lives?

I want to live one glorious day after another and remember them as long as I can. Even the awful days are glorious, if for no reason other than to add shade to light.

Right now. I’m going home to start! I’ve done this before and loved being able to look back and remember going out for a lovely breakfast or a rainy day…

Okay, so I’m watching the History Channel, and that commercial that uses Matchbox 20’s song with the lyric “Let’s See How Far We’ve Come” is on. It still seemed appropriate for my description of this goal for me. I noticed some time ago that when I reflect on how I’ve changed over months or years, I am fairly shocked at how I’ve grown and what I’ve accomplished. This is my attempt to put a little fun into my life while charting my personal progress in a way where I won’t notice the change, but can see radical change when I look back a couple of years from now.

You know that silly feeling you get when you read past journals? (Especially the emo ones from when you were grappling with puberty) I am resolved to make my journal (at least a part of it) absurd, so I don’t have to worry about the silly feeling.

I am basing my journaling around a couple of things: My AmeriCorps journal (which I am required to keep) and Benrik’s This Box will Change Your Life , based on This Book Will Change Your Life by the same author(s).

Wow, that was a long post. I’ll stop talking your ear off.

You know, this year I have written in my journal at least once a week.
I don’t think it is necissary to write in it daily because some days you just stare at a blank page and think “What should I write” and your journal shouldn’t be filled with lame ass things like “Today I stared at the foreign exchange student in my biology class.”
So I am fine with how much I wrote in my journal this year.

Actually, I’ve started to do exactly what I wanted to do: Write more; I am back in the habit of writing.

I failed this goal…missed a day. I’m going to keep on writing and eventually I’ll make it a year.

and I’m amazed to see how perfectly strange I am. I used to keep a journal for years…from 1991 until 2001 and then stopped because people kept seeking them out and reading them.

Journaling helps me to think back on the day, what I did, what I thought, what I could have done better. And I forget what I did yesterday sometimes, so it’s nice to be able to look back and go, “Oh yeah! That’s what I did…”

I usually only write in my journal in the summer which is weird because more happens in my life when school is in. I usually write in it at night and on school nights I always forget about it until it is like 1am and I am going to sleep. So starting on January 1st, 2007 I am going to start writing in it.