2:32 p.m. - 2004-05-14
glasteardrop
GLASTEARDROP
So, I'm running out of ways to say that "I don't really like this kind of diary, it doesn't appeal to me, it doesn't really have any kind of structure or real storyline or anything, it's full of angst and depression and prose and stuff that I can't relate to anymore because I'm 24 and I've already been through all this stuff and I really don't care to read about it anymore." Because I've reviewed so many of those kinds of diaries lately.
You'd think that these prosey people would band together and made a voodoo doll out of me or something because I don't like their diaries, but so far they have yet to catch on that I just don't really want to read their stuff. And why do they even want me to review it in the first place? It only makes sense TO THEM.
Whatever. It's not that your diary is bad. For instance, I liked this entry and could somewhat relate to it. However, this one really does describe more of what I feel about this journal. Good writing, sure. But not interesting to me. Painful for me to have to read in order to do a review. Entries like this with no real point or anything I can sink my teeth into.
So, I give you B and a disinterested hug.
