The Day My Life Became Public

I'm not sure why anyone would want to know all the juicy details of my life, but for the few people in my fanclub-this is for you. 

I think I have a problem where I feel the need to document my life. I started journaling 4 years ago cuz I thought I would want to remember my last year of highschool (I was wrong. No one wants to remember that.) And then I moved to Israel for a year and was scared I would forget what I ate for dinner every night. And then I moved to NY. And at that point I just couldn't stop documenting every field trip, interesting conversation, and awkward encounter that I had every. single. day. Don't get me wrong, it's cool being able to look back and read how weird I was a year ago, or what I thought about people when I first met them, or how terrible my past 4 birthdays have been, but it was starting to get annoying. I was always terrified that if I forgot to document one day that that day wouldn't be remembered and if it wasn't remembered then it was a wasted day and if it was a wasted day then my life was over. And anytime I told new people that they would be in the journal they would usually avoid me. Which is maybe why I made so many new friends since I stopped.

But now I'm BACKKK! So I guess there goes my social scene... Except blogs aren't exactly the venue for detailing every phone convo and meal I've ever had so I'm going to have to narrow it down to the random stories of my life. The stories that involve strangers on the train confessing to me how they recently ate a flower. Or the time where a homeless man asked politely if he could bite me. These are things that happen to me on the daily. But unfortunately strangers only find me to be approachable and trustworthy when I'm alone so my friends don't always believe that these things really happen. But even though I would lie to them, I wouldn't lie to you (except for the occasional over-exaggeration which is bound to happen.) 

So don't go getting overly enthusiastic about witnessing the rollercoaster called my life. Cuz it's more like one of those wooden rides that are all bumpy, super uncomfortable and you think you are gonna die. Don't say I didn't warn you.