Journals

Okay so I'm staying at my sisters all week and while we were at Wal-Mart she decided she was going to continue on with her idea of us passing our journals to each other even though i hadn't given my opinion yet. So she got these two journals and now she expects me to write down my thoughts in it. Long story short i have two journals now the one for her and the one for me it sounds kind of like the month after the therapist told me to write in one. (By the way therapists are quacks like all doctors and if you're like me they won't work for you if your parents decide to send you to see one) Anyway I'll have the one like I've always had my best friend that i tell everything to and then I'll have the one for her that i tell most things to. But the new one will be judging and have emotions and will probably call and yell at me for some of the stupid things i do or think or refuse to do so it'll be censored. I wish we could all be like God and my diary and be forgiving and never judge harshly. I wish we could all just understand each other then we wouldn't have to worry about what everybody thinks. sigh....