As I type this, the sensation of awkwardness is unlike any I have felt before. I'm not a blogger; never have, don't want to. I never really got the point of venting all of you problems onto people you never knew in the hopes you would win them over. That didn't mean I never tried to.
After what feels like a whole different lifetime i've entered coming back, seeing this new blog feature actually got me thinking. Rather than conforming to the stereotype of shelling out anger through words, maybe I could use this as a memorabilia of sorts, a diary in which I look back at the things that I feel had an impact on the person that I am today and might be in the future With the newfound wisdom and experience that I seem to get more of every day, I could look back at the things I did and better make myself understand why I felt this way then or what drove me to do this. And maybe i'll feel the same way about this collection of "blogs" in 5-10 years when I have moved on into being a fully independent human being and do it all over again.
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't wonder if I am stooping this low to myself to actually give two shits about my time on a message board. Yeah, I'm that lonesome in real life that a god damn message board can give me more nostalgia than any elementary class ever could. And honestly, I don't care if it's sappy or not. This is something I feel that I wanna do and don't want anyone getting in my way of doing, no matter how silly the premise.
I just hope that it's sizable enough to keep it worth recollecting over.
After what feels like a whole different lifetime i've entered coming back, seeing this new blog feature actually got me thinking. Rather than conforming to the stereotype of shelling out anger through words, maybe I could use this as a memorabilia of sorts, a diary in which I look back at the things that I feel had an impact on the person that I am today and might be in the future With the newfound wisdom and experience that I seem to get more of every day, I could look back at the things I did and better make myself understand why I felt this way then or what drove me to do this. And maybe i'll feel the same way about this collection of "blogs" in 5-10 years when I have moved on into being a fully independent human being and do it all over again.
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't wonder if I am stooping this low to myself to actually give two shits about my time on a message board. Yeah, I'm that lonesome in real life that a god damn message board can give me more nostalgia than any elementary class ever could. And honestly, I don't care if it's sappy or not. This is something I feel that I wanna do and don't want anyone getting in my way of doing, no matter how silly the premise.
I just hope that it's sizable enough to keep it worth recollecting over.