My friend Rosalie blogs a lot and follows my impressive blog of one post, so I am a bit inspired to post more frequently. I haven't written much in this blog because I didn't really feel the need for it as much as I used to. However, I noticed I had one post here from last year. I read it, and it made me feel really awkward. It is always so strange to reread any previous writings I have done, whether they are research papers, blogs, etc. It seems so foreign, unfamiliar and unrefined. I guess it goes to show how much my ideas fluctuate throughout the year. I can't believe how depressed the blog below sounds, although I am sure that is not what I wanted to convey. It was probably more along the lines of frustration.
I visited my old online diary, composed during my freshman year of college. I cringed as I read through it. My writing was so cliche! I can only imagine how I will feel about this blog next year.
2 comments:
I'm the same way!! I can't stand re-reading old writings of my own...and I can't be present when others are reading something I wrote..its so weird!
or maybe not so weird, writing your thoughts makes you vulnerable to everyone and anyone who should come upon your work...so I guess it makes sense to feel slightly insecure and awkward... :0)
I'm the same way!! I can't stand re-reading old writings of my own...and I can't be present when others are reading something I wrote..its so weird!
or maybe not so weird, writing your thoughts makes you vulnerable to everyone and anyone who should come upon your work...so I guess it makes sense to feel slightly insecure and awkward... :0)
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