Friday, April 17, 2009

My teenage years

Ho.ly.fu.ck

Chelsea told me that back in the days she invited me to Friendster. I just tried to log into Friendster to no avail, so I went into my hotmail history to try to check if I had any emails from Friendster. Well, no email, but that opened up a whole pandora box and got me reading the archives back in 2002, when I was 19.

The more I read my past emails, I become more and more embarassed. How do I used to be so.....emo? and so immature? Wow.

That's the exact reason to this date I cannot read the archives of my first web journal. It would both be nostalgic and highly embarassing.

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