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4:27 p.m. - 2004-05-24 Your diary seriously annoys me to no end. I don't want to read it anymore.. it's hurting my eyeballs. The following quote made me just give up on your diary because of the completely lame cliche factor: "I think that what I really need is to slow the fuck down. I need to take a breather. Figure out where the hell I am at. Because in reality..it's all become a big blurr of one night stands and cheap regrets." I mean, seriously? How many other diaries have I seen almost that exact quote in? Countless. Millions. Perhaps even billions. If you're going to do the short "I don't tell stories, I just throw out random crappy observations that nobody gives a damn about other than me" entries, at least be CREATIVE about it! Lordy. Your spelling is horrible. Even in your teeny tiny entries you can't manage to spell everything right. It's called a spell-check, you might want to use it. Then again, you might not. Maybe that's it, right? Maybe you just don't give a shit what people thing about your diary so there it is, for everyone to see. Well, you asked me to review it for some ungodly reason, and the spelling errors and the pure boringness did absolutely nothing for me. Even back in your real entry days I couldn't care less about reading about all your parties and other assorted crap, because not only is your spelling and grammer horrible, but you had huge blocks of text with nothing interesting to say. I mean, why even bother? I'm sorry if I've been bitchy here, but seriously? What's the point of me looking at your journal? It's not good. At all. It's just for you, and maybe your friends. A stranger wouldn't find anything at all. And I just hate journals like that. I am using the word HATE. And your layout is ugly, too. Big surprise there. Maybe you could do a bio page so at least we know more about you? Yah. I give you a W for WHATEVER.
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