I accidentally missed my blog\’s 4th year anniversary on January 21. How could I! The great blogger I pretentiously believe I am today!!! How could I have done such a thing!

In reality, it has probably been more than 5 years since I started blogging. I had webspace on geocities where I kept a sporadic record of what I did. I remember thinking that everything I wrote then was a great masterpiece of work in my own twisted mind (perhaps I am no better now). But in truth, the first journal I got was during freshman year in college approximately October 2000, a few days after someone called me pretentious and I didn\’t know what the word meant.

Every so often, I would look back at what I wrote. Was I so self-absorbed? Was I that happy? Was I really that stupid? And why was I always so…crazy? My readership has changed over the years. At first, it was a few online friends. Then it became primiarly people from an online community that I was part of. Then it became people I knew in person. And now a mix.

So many people from then have eliminated their blogs/journals. I am one of the few people I know that has blogged regularly for that long. It probably could be an effect of a slight ocd, but primarily along this journey, doing this, telling an anonymous world about my life and random ideas brings me a sense of relief. It\’s one of the few places that I can feel accepted, that I can embellish my self-centeredness, and…ultimately, complain…and celebrate.