Colleen Online

Everyone's getting into blogs these days. Okay, so by everyone I mean like two people, but still! It reminded me of my own blogging days. Back when I was twelve or thirteen I had my first blog on Teen Open Diary. I think it's defunct now. I'm glad for that, because that means all my blogs from that time have been erased, the slate wiped clean. A lot of people would be upset by that, by the memories of their childhood being deleted. I'm not so sentimental. Maybe when I get really old instead of just older I'll miss my thirteen year old rants. As of right now, what I remember of them embarrasses me. My spelling was atrocious, and my life was so easy, yet I still found things to whine about on a constant basis. When I remember me at thirteen, I remember being as awesome as I am now. Reading those diary posts... I wasn't awesome, I was a whiny loser who sounded an awful lot like every other thirteen year old I've ever met. After TOD there was Xanga, then another Xanga (when too many people knew about my first one), then livejournal. I only seemed to write when I was upset about something, and I was upset about trivial teenage things a lot. In reality, it seemed I was nowhere near as awesome as I remember being.

I'll take the rose-colored memories over the truth any day.

Labels: memories

posted by Colleen @ 8:48 PM