Leaving A Trace

Designing this layout was a job and a half. I've haven't read html for over a year now so all the lettering and symbols looked a bit foreign. It's nice to know it all comes back pretty quickly though.  Too bad I can't say the same for my Spanish.. or French. 

Anyways, this is my new blog! Reading through my old one was a fun reminiscent.  It's nice to know I can always look back on the pictures from road trips, or how I "AHHHHHH"-ed about getting my acceptance letter to Rutgers.  Difference though, on this blog I'm attempting to limit my complaints (key word there, limit) and ramblings about all sorts of nothing.  

So why blog?  Well, like everyone else, "it's a way to express my feelings" (did you roll your eyes? Yeah, me too).  To get to the point, I cleaned my bookshelf the other day and stumbled across a book I got as a birthday gift when I was around 14.  It's called Leaving A Trace. The woman who gave it to me, Susan, thought journaling would be a good outlet for me.  According to the book, it's suppose to lead to creativity and reading the journals of others is suppose to put Life into perspective.  Okay, great, I get that.  But blogging always seemed a bit narcissistic to me. Who really cares what any of us have to say? Turns out blogging isn't as vain at I presumed, especially when compared to Facebook and the fifty-time-a-day-status-update. Instead, it's simply a Trace.  Ten years from now, it'll be kind of cool to remember what I'm like now.