I was never fickle when it came to journaling. Before I found blogging I thought it was the only way I was going to be able to keep up with everything I was going to experience.. 2nd grade came around and our teacher gave us our first composition book. She told us to write what we feel every day, and then at the end of the school year,if we wanted we could read some of it. A lot of my fellow students thought it was a joke, and doodled all day but I took it seriously. It was my notebook. Only mine, it was to be filled with me and I with it! I took that thing everywhere. I went to sleep with it. This feeling has stuck with me ever since. Each year I go through about 3 journals. I have a steamtrunk that keeps them all. Even though I started blogging in the 7th grade, I still keep journals. I’ll Be 20 in july now, and I have two steam trunks full with journals. I’m hoping when I turn old I can get all of the journals together and get the bound into one big book, that I can pass down to my daughters and the tradition can carry on. Analog blogging is wonderful.