LiveJournal

Recently (and possibly through a total stroke of lunacy) I had the urge to revisit my old LiveJournal account.

Maybe it’s because I’ve gotten back into reading my friend’s blogs, and I can’t help but think how our blogs are just the newer, wiser (better written!) and less teen-angsty versions of our LiveJournal account.

So after braving my old hotmail account to attempt to retrieve my login information (note to all: hotmail deletes EVERYTHING after a certain amount of time, apparently) and failing, and then attempting to go through LiveJournal itself I got into my old account! Totally miraculous.

After all that effort, I thought it would be a shame if I didn’t post a few gems from the good ol’ days of LiveJournal:

“Ok, lets read some interesting facts about king James...well, supposedly he was a 'flaming homosexual'...i think we'll have to verify that before putting it in the summative though.”

“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!”

“You know what? Marco Polo wasn't that good looking. Now i'm disappointed.”

“Have you ever seen a cow run? It's very amusing...to say the least.”

“So, fourthly: Plaid should only be worn in controlled amounts”

“So...the hulk (aka. my HUGE green van :S ) is, as of today, officially mine. Until my sis starts to drive...by which time I hope to have another car. So woo. Now let's just pray that it keeps working for another couple of years :P”

(I wish I could go back and tell my 17 year old self that the van would, in fact last FOREVER, that my sister would start driving quite soon thereafter, and that my parents would never get another car. Until I moved out.)