i have always been a (neurotic) virgo and always backed up certain things on my computer at all times… apparently, my bookmarks are one of them. i was looking for something in my bookmarks about an hour ago, and i came across a folder that said “From Internet Explorer”. i sifted through the folders, and i think i must have organized a lot of them into my current browser. there aren’t that many still lingering, but one of them was a folder of my friend’s online journals. going through them was very nostalgic, funny and sad all at the same time (they’re journals, duh).
the first one i came across was my exgf caryn’s. i don’t know if we were even really speaking at the time that she had it (2004ish)… i had broken up with her (a million times, 😐 sigh) and dated jeff right afterwards. jeff and i had dated for almost 4 years, and that’s when her journal existed. some things didn’t seem familiar to me, like one of her exgf’s, and when she started hanging out with this one girl meg… i hate that there were times that weren’t good between us, aside from being my ex, she’s been a good friend and in my life for a very long time.
when i was reading through her journal a little bit, i was laughing because there were so many of those surveys that we used to take back in the AOL days. like your full name, fave colour, things about your current bf/gf, future kids names, favorite bands, etc. – those were fun. i remember in the AOL raver reply all list surveys, we used to do them all in different colours and add 1-line ascii art to them… so good.
back when i had my first website, that shit was so beyond invasive. i don’t know who reads this now, but i still get a decent amount of hits (:::blinks:::), but back then, it was dramarama bitches that i hated skimming my posts. i couldn’t always say what i wanted bc it would spark an uproar between friends, or for myself. so corny.
caryn, along with other friends that used to have journals, just wrote WHATEVER. which goes back to the post i had the other day (or was it over a week…? lazy blogger)… i was talking about consistent blogging, and not to totally repeat myself (which i feel that i often do, especially while complaining about being a lazy blogger) but i want to try to keep up with posting. if anything ever happened to me, it’d be amusing for the ones i love to go through this, i’m sure. i used to get lost in ryan’s journal after he died, so i imagine someone would want to go through mine.
i feel like twitter/instagram make me lazy and not post here, tbh.