
This is my favourite song by
Depache Mode. Its is so true. We always thing that somebody else
has the perfect life, or the perfect clothes, and we envy them. But do they really. We
don't live
with them, we
don't know what kind of life they have. When I was younger I was quick to judge
people. But now I
don't judge anyone because we
don't really know the person, because we
don't walk in their shoes.
I am going to play along with
http://michelleward.typepad.com/how_cool_is_that/2009/04/crusade-no-30-cat-got-your-tongue.html . Its about
journal ling, using your own words, using your own writing. For example for this page, I used some of a song, Words that I found in a magazine,
hand painted background, a stamp I craved myself. One day when I long gone I want someone to find these journals and get a peek into my life. From my journal I hope that they would find that I am just a woman, who loves life, had flaws, has learned from her mistakes and just keeps going on. I
don't like my own writing but it is in my journal. Who ever reads it in the future would probably say that girl should have used the computer.