I should warn you, this is kind of a nothing post.  I've had a pretty busy weekend and the creative juices haven't been flowing so much.  I'm thinking about maybe taking weekends off from posting, but I haven't decided.  Anyway…this one is sort of a space filler.  Hopefully next week will bring better things!

Recently I backed-up and then edited my blog.  This means that I deleted each and every post that I found to be incriminating in some way or another.  I went from something like 416 posts to 13.  Now, to be fair, those 416 post were from over a period of 7 years, and since I've recently decided that being an attention whore is the way to go, I came to feel that it was marginally inappropriate to include the personal and sometimes overly revealing ramblings of a much younger me.  I wrote things like this post from August 31, 2003:

"SUNDAY, AUGUST 31, 2003

I drew a picture of Rooney today. It came out very well. Of course, I drew it b/c I promised Rachel I'd draw her one, and now I think I'm going to have to make a duplicate for me b/c I like it so much. lol. I love Rooney. They are awesome. Today was a pretty boring day. I did most of my homework, but I still have to write my rough draft for english. Ugh. I'm not looking forward to that, especially b/c Mr. Myer seems to take points off for silly things. Like the last essay for instance, which was a summary, he took points off b/c I didn't use the writer's name at all on the second page. It's a summary!!! Does one normally state the writer's name on every page? I mean, if it's not in what you're summarizing, why would you put it in? Argh. I don't get it, but w/e. I'm so glad that we have tomorrow off. I needed this three day weekend desperately. We should have a three day weekend every other week or something. That would be so awesome! Ok, well I don't think there's anything else to write. So cya laterz!"

It just goes to show you how far I've come.  I went from worrying about English teachers with petty issues to fighting management offices about mold and holes in my walls.  I was also still attempting to affect what I clearly thought was the "cool" way to talk.  I also wrote this a few days prior:

"Anyway, I am totally in love with an a cappella group called Almost Recess. They are AMAZING!! I never thought I'd be into a cappella, but it's great. They performed in one of the showcases and I was sitting there in awe with this really big, stupid grin on my face. lol. AND I got a free CD of theirs. hehe. It only has 5 songs, but it's the only one they have out, so I'm cool with that. lol. I know you're probably sitting there reading this and thinking, what a dork, but it seriously is REALLY cool. REALLY REALLY cool. No joke. God they are so talented. And they're pretty young too. WOW. That's it, just WOW. I also saw some other performances. One South American group named Solazo performed and they were really good too. And then there was one guy who did really cool stuff with hand shadows and another really cool thing with folded paper. Quite quite nifty. heehee."

…You see why I've taken the liberty of removing some of this from the public sphere?  I am STILL sitting here and thinking "what a dork."  I think I had just discovered "lol" at this point in my newly begun high school career.  I also think that I wasn't completely sure how I was supposed to use it, and so employed it as a way of trying to diffuse my self-consciousness at saying what I was saying, while also looking hip.  "They performed in one of the showcases and I was sitting there in awe with this really big, stupid grin on my face. lol."  I was overly-enthusiastic and was smiling until my cheeks were about to fall off and probably looked silly but, haha, it's ok, you can laugh.  "It only has 5 songs, but it's the only one they have out, so I'm cool with that. lol."  I'm trying to act like I'm discerning, but I'm really not and I know it and you probably know it, so haha.  I think I was kind of into enthusiastic caps locking as well… 

Anyway, when I started writing again, I went through a learning period where I wasn't really sure how much to say.  I felt sort of like a little kid learning social etiquette.  You do not tell a stranger that you just picked a wedgie.  You may, however, tell a stranger that your favorite color is green.  I got my friend to read the early stages of the blog and he was like "I was kind of surprised by how personal you get…"  That's when I started editing and reading what I'd written from a third-party perspective.  He was right.  Now I am fairly certain that I have removed any wedgie-announcement equivalents from these pages.  If you see one, though, and it makes you uncomfortable, let me know.  Also, bear with me.  I'm still learning!