When I was creating this new blogger account, I tried to sign up with my usual online handle, kiwikellie. I use it for practically EVERYTHING and I often run into issues when I’m signing up for websites that I’ve used in the past, but forgot about. It was a major problem when I tried to get back into Flickr and there was absolutely no way to find out my old password. I had to just create a new account with the name rooney.kellie
This is kind of the situation I had here on blogger. The name kiwikellie is not exactly in high demand on the internet and it’s always been simple enough for me to use my usual name. So when I tried to sign up with it here, I was disappointed to realize that it wasn’t available. So I did a little investigating and typed in the address for kiwikellie, only to find out I had a blogger in 2002 and 2003 with that name. I was 13/14 and just starting high school at the time. I read through all of my old posts, devouring every word. It was so much fun reading posts from someone that I know is me, yet I hardly know at all anymore. It was strange, but so enlightening. Also- embarrassing. I was such a dork, but isn’t everyone at that age?
Right: The Freshman year page from the scrapbook that Maggie made for me when we graduated. Some of the entries on my old blogger are actually about Spirit week (Luau Day) and tennis practice (Evie and I won two matches!! :D), so I took this on my phone to post here. Gahd, those braces. I’m glad I know now that I need some sort of bangs to look even half-way decent. Haha.
Some of my favorite entries were the days that I talked about simple things like the crushes and boyfriends I had at the time. I didn’t even remember who I had written about sometimes, but it was fun to read things that I was so enthusiastic about at that time. And there were links to old stories and poems I had written. That was…interesting.
I’m so glad I’ve gotten into twitter and youtube for so many reasons. I’ve always, always, always and will forever enjoy spending hours pouring over old photos and remembering. The occasional update or two on those sites will be such great reminders of this part of my life when it finally gets to be a few years down the road. I can’t wait to look back and be embarrassed of what I looked like “back then.”