February 6, 2013
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Reading Your Old Xanga Entries
I was reading Victoriamisu’s blog and she was talking about reading her old blogs on xanga.
She mentioned that some of her old posts were “painful and embarrassing.” She also said she was disappointed in the tone she used at that time.As you read through your old blogs, are you disappointed in the old you?
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I read my old blogs every now and again. I look back and smile.
I have grown into the person I only ever dreamed of…the faintest hopes etched in lines of poetry.
Not disappointed, I do find myself wanting to give me past self a hug though.
Mostly I’m nostalgic, or even disappointed in the CURRENT me. I suppose sometimes I’m a little disappointed in the old me, but not so much on xanga as I would be on other sites (which I no longer use).
Yes, I’ve felt disappointed over things I’ve posted or ways I’ve said stuff. Yep…
No, it just reminds me how far I have come and how much I have overcome.
Hmm… I don’t think I have been posting long enough to feel remorse. I sense it coming on though..
I was just reading some of mine- and thought you know things haven’t really changed all that much.
@skylar_rose - That’s awesome. I hope I can look back on my posts and say the same one day. It’s really cool that you get to see it in writing though, right?
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haha well… i had changed it just now to painfully embarrassing, painful because it was embarrassing =
but i was more disappointed in how I’ve lost the motivation/passion to write prose, and have slowly withdrawn that and transformed it in to more colloquial, every day speech.
but yea, still, it was painfully embarrassing at points!
As far as writing goes, I’m more disappointed in the new me.
I don’t think I feel disappointed when I read my old entries. I think it’s not a particularly pleasing feeling though.
I had an old blog which I loved.. left it because of stupid reasons.. I wish I hadn’t deleted it…
I really believe in what I post. It’s the comments I leave on other blogs that worry me. I don’t think I’m as encouraging as I think I am.
Frequently.
No.
I laugh at my old entries and read them with a smile. I also cringe at the bad spelling and grammar, realizing that I have grown so much.
Then again, that’scompletely expected with someone my age, ha-ha!
I shared a lot more poetry and short stories back then, but the only thing I miss from when I originally joined the site in 2005 is the people who followed my site. @Kezia_Breeze and @LiquidyFire7 were really cool. But they and @comsciguy82 have all three left.
Not disappointed … but I wish I could update more frequently like I used to.
I’m extremely disappointed in your old blogs Dan. You’ve improved so much. I hardly recognize you anymore.
I generally avoid my old blogs like the plague… but it’s more of my hatred for nostalgia and reliving the things that I wrote. I usually come out of it feeling like shit.
It’s the current me that disappoints, though I’d like to go back in time and talk some sense into the old me — tell me to stop wasting so much time. I read my old posts once a year or so. I enjoy it. It’s just about the only connection I have with my past. Helps, I guess, that it’s mostly inconsequential nonsense. I have a lot of regrets in life, but few were chronicled here.
No, I would never be embarrassed of my old blogs. If anything, it gives me an insight on my thought process back then, and keeps me grounded. My blogs are very much a part of me then and now.
Glad to be back here and see this blog still up and active as ever. Kudos! I hope to stay here for good.
I have another xanga that I thought I lost forever in time until I found it a few months ago. It was from when I was 14-17 and my oh my is it interesting to read. I’m not disappointed in the old me. I think she’s sad and naive, and that might be embarrassing to some people, but I don’t care. I choose to find it as a source of amusement as rather than shame.
Oh yes, I’ve perused my old blogs many a time and have shuddered at lots of them. It makes that age old saying ever so true: ”IF ONLY I KNEW THEN WHAT I KNOW NOW” I have mixed feelings of anger, disappointment, and embarrassment when I read them. I sometimes get caught up in them like it’s a story being told by myself and I comment, “Why? Why are you doing this??? STOP RIGHT NOW!” Namely on the blog I wrote detailing the interaction I had with my ex-boyfriend who scammed me into cosigning for some furniture. Such a fool I was. And then I read the fun ones, the ones where I’m oddly giddy or excited about something so simple and it makes me laugh, like when I blogged about my realization that the guy I had a crush on wanted to kiss me. Hehe, good blog times.
But it really is such a great way to see how far you’ve come in life and how much more mature you are. I rather enjoy reading them as a whole.
Interesting. Recently, I started reading old private blog entries from when I first started on Xanga. And, no, I’m far from embarrassed. I had gone through a lot and chronicling my experiences showed me the fortitude I had during those difficult times. I didn’t realize it then, but I do now. I’m actually quite proud.
For my 10th anniversary here, I pretty much just reposted my entire blog as one entry. I’m happy with most of my writing, but I left out some entries that I thought were immature or pointlessly cynical. The cynical posts disappointed me. And the immature posts were just too far removed from what made them humorous to me at the time (mostly inside jokes with Xangans who aren’t here anymore, or snarky comments about people’s MySpace habits).
I guess the only thing I notice about “old” me is that I was immature. Yet to be disappointed in the ramblings of an eighteen year old would be stupid, especially if that teen was me.
Yes, I do go back and read them. It made me realize how much I’ve changed over the years. Not disappointed at all. We learn and grow.
No. I kind of miss the old me.
one of the reasons why i feel like shutting down my site
I’m just as awesome now as I ever was. It’s really fascinating to watch the evolution of my blog over the years.
I can’t stand reading the way i wrote back in 2005 but it really helped me understand some things. Besides the obvious of understand the way I thought, trends I did now and still do I came across a different kind of understanding. Let me tell about a family member of mine.
I have a cousin who posts like an idiot on facebook. All about her lays, about her smoking pot and just comes off as a complete jackass using her heavy slang to me. Most of the family is worried about the way she is turning out but then I went and looked at my old xanga post and I realized. I wrote exactly like her with the common slang from my time.
I was just reading my old ones yesterday out of a whim and I wouldn’t say I was dissapointed- it was a bit odd at first- but I found that I’m still like my 5-year-old self, perhaps a bit less open, if possible. It also inspired a great urge to continue to write, if only for myself- that’s been the most helpful insight.
I embrace my past nonsense and anticipate my future silliness..
It’s an adventure to read back my old entries. Interesting to see how I’ve changed, adapted and in some ways am still the same. The oldest entries reflect a child’s innocence and optimism. I had so much hope for a future I mapped out. I use to think that if you just gave it your best, things would work out easily. But there were also many hardships along the way that have taught me many lessons and shaped me to become who I am today. Like heart_leigh said, “fortitude.” Not at all embarrassed, it’s quite the opposite =D
never disappointment. i’m always amazed at how far i’ve come. sometimes i look back just to remind me of the demons i’ve conquered. i also like to remind myself that i’m quite proud of myself. :) the past should never be looked upon as an embarrassment. everything is a lesson of what not to do, what to do…
well, no but then I never blog much since I use a photo to tell my story.
Nah, I was funnier and more interesting.
I did that some time ago, and it made me sad. I was so much nicer and so much more hopeful, creative, and energetic then. Funny thing, what life can do to you. But it’s not like I’ve given up. My perspective just got twisted, that’s all. Everything is salvageable…redeemable.
We have no yardstick to measure our growth in wisdom, maturity, experience, graciousness unless we can see a portrait of ourselves from “back then.” I definitely am different now than when I started blogging here in 2005, but I’d never trade away that history of where I’ve come from and how I got here…..even though it can be embarrassing to look back now and recognize my blind spots and immaturity.
I’m thankful for the kind, gracious, wiser people in my life who bit their tongues when I was stupid, and put up with me.
yeah, i’ve checked my old posts before and i must say… im a bit disappointed by how i wrote some of them. but the past was the past. i can only look back and smile.
Nah, old me is just reflective of the time.
Reading back…. I was such a troubled one… The past makes us who we are today… I’m better now lol more responsible