My 'secret' pastCheck this out: a gibbon brachiates
How cute is this??
It's my old online journal. I had completely forgotten about it that when Marita reminded me today about the time we blogged on diary-x.com, I was flabbergasted. I didn't even remember my username (I was Luthien - ha ha!)
It didn't last long because I was blogging elsewhere at the same time. The only reason why I started out on diary-x was because Marita had gotten interested in the world of blogging. I wasn't keen on her finding out my real journal so I made up this account to placate her... he hee. But she soon discovered my other journal anyway because she so smart, and me kinda dumb.
I regret deleting that other journal and losing all those entries but it was for a good reason. I also have an older blog somewhere around - good luck finding that one. It was written during my uni days and I really sounded young on that one!!
And then there was the 'just-broke-up-with-long-term-bf-feeling-extremely-angsty-stage' journal somewhere around but I honestly don't remember what site it's on. Maybe it's a good thing.
My blogging phases are in fits and starts because I tend to start new chapters in my life, and I usually want a new blog to reflect that. Sometimes, I feel suffocated by my audience and I want out. It's a bit bizarre to think that there are written parts of my life scattered around, for the world to read. But that's just one life out of millions of other lives out there - who really cares?
I'm not sure how long this blog would last but I'm feeling rather comfortable here right now.
"a gibbon brachiates"???? What the hell was I on?? OMG. I even wrote poetry. *cringes*