While stumbling through the interwebs, I found this website that allowed me to search through the whole world wide web for myself and others (yes, I probably snooped around for you, too). I was astonished/thought it was hilarious that I found my old myspace profile. I guess youth is just a learning experience, but it's still kind of embarrassing to go back to my myspace profile and see how young I really was. I feel like 20 will at one point seem young, but 15 is infantile.
But, in reality, despite the trashiness of my myspace profile, it was/is less trashy than others that I stalked through whilst I was exploring my cyberfootprints. It was kind of like a time capsule, you know? Weird. I have this really emo looking picture up and I couldn't even be on the website for too long because the whole concept seems obnoxious now. I wish I could find a way to get all my pictures off so I could just delete the cursed thing. But I like some of those pictures!!
I think the whole concept of the top 8 is hilarious. I kind of want to reconstruct a top 8 for my own benefit and compare it to the one that's up there, but think I would just opt for the later-conceived top 4, because I don't think I could fill up a top 8.
Such drama was associated with that. Like, who was first? Are they dating because she/he is in his/her top 8? Why am I not in your top 8 but you're in mine? God, I hate that. I wasn't even involved in it that bad and I hated it.
For all of you who know me, look me/yourselves up on myspace again. It's enlightening.
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