Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

Hi diary. And hello people who are reading this diary. I am fully aware this doesn't really count as a diary (because, well really, who shows the world what they wrote in their diaries?!) This is more like a thought journal. But technically a diary. 

Okay then. Moving on...

Why, you might ask, am I writing in this not-really-a-diary-but-I'm-still-calling-it-one-and-you-will-too-journal? Because I have never been able to keep writing in a diary when I was younger because of the following excuses which we will call "reasons":

1) I am too lazy when it comes to doing things regularly. Imagine me, the most impatient person in the world, taking 15 minutes of my "precious" time to write exactly what happened that day, EVERY day, in this little book? 

2) Writing stuff. WITH A PENCIL . Don't get me wrong, I LOVE writing. But say the day's events really infuriated me, and I gotta write as fast as I think, and I think really quickly when I'm mad (leading to overthinking sometimes---- not good). I figure typing will be much faster.

3) Did I mention i was lazy? I am LAZY.

So, yeah. Here's an intro to what you're in for, if you decide to read my thought journal ehem DIARY. THAT'S IT. WE ARE CALLING IT A DIARY. 

Thank you for your much more precious time. I hope you enjoy my complaints and rants. And while I probably won't write EVERY SINGLE DAY, I will try to update as much as I can. :D 

Feedback is always appreciated <3 Thank you all so very much!

~Kara, the complainer