Over at 20SB, they're asking us to look back and re-post one of our first blog posts for a blog carnival. It's a fun idea, it'll let us see where we started and how we've grown. And so, I'm contributing.
As a back story, I started HDS on January 1st of 2008. I left my immature Livejournal account and opted for the bigger, better Blogger. Like many stories, HDS started with a breakup. Since i'd rather not reflect on that (considering it turned out rather well in the end), I'm posting my 16th post from the 21st of January. I think acts as a nice prologue to this blog. Here it is:
The Real
I've been copying my old livejournal posts recently because i'm afraid one day it'll crash and I'll lose seven years of writings. It's been really interesting, reading through my past. I started it in 2001. I was seventeen years old. (And look at me now! Still blogging away! Some things never change.)
Admittedly, i'm very embarrassed about some earlier entries. I wrote like a teenager and you have to forgive me for that. All writers were teenagers once. It's interesting to note when I became a better writer and more interesting to note when I started to really enjoy it and put thought/effort into it. (Around 2003/2004 for those interested.)
Reading through my past is like watching an awful movie though. You know what's going to happen in the end and you keep telling the main character to turn back. Stop making such awful decisions. Stop fretting. Open your eyes.
It's nice to see how much i've changed, though. How not just my writing, but my thinking has matured. I like who i've become. Man, i've had some good times.
Reading through the years was somewhat eyeopening, and naturally gave me a new way to look at myself. Was I a hero or villain in the end? Was I doomed for eternal suffering, or does my life have a hopeful ending. I didn't find the answers there, but i'll keep looking. It's like i'm an algebra problem now. The formula is provided and i've substituted most of the letters for numbers within the problem. I’ve started doing the work—I just need to figure out what “x” is.
And who said you don't use math after high school?
1 comments:
Oh good old lifejournal, I was all teeny blogging at xanga myself. I feel pretty embarassed reading them now, so shallow lol so full of drama. Glad we're grown out of it, well most of it at least.
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