I kept a diary right after I was born. Day 1: Tired from the move. Day 2: Everyone thinks I'm an idiot.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I always say, keep a diary and someday it'll keep you.
Keep a diary, and someday it'll keep you.
When I was young, I kept a diary for about 10 years and I had to write in it every day. Even on days when nothing seemed to happen, I made myself think of something to put in it.
I like to read my diary occasionally to remind myself what a miserable, alienated old sod I used to be.
I have never kept diaries. I just remember a lot and am more self-centered than most people.
It's not easy keeping a diary. You have to be pretty committed.
My own habit had always been to write about the things that ticked me off in a given day. If I kept a journal at all, I kept it to vent.
In a faraway land called 'pre-2000,' what Earthlings now call blogging was called 'keeping a diary.' It's hard work to do well. I tried doing it in the early 1990s but had to stop because I no longer had a life - instead I had this thing that generated anecdotes to go into my diary. The diary took over and I had to stop.
I never kept a diary, but I wrote detailed notes of my travels.
I do not keep a diary. Never have. To write a diary every day is like returning to one's own vomit.