Dear Xanga,
I'm afraid I've got some bad news, and I think you know what it is...
You have been such a great friend to me over the years. You helped me waste valuable study time in college. You offered me the luxury of updating so many people all at once about how my summers at the JH Ranch were going. You were there for me when I had graduated from college and didn't know where to go next or what to do to get there....But then things began to change...
I admit, it was mostly my fault. I moved to Atlanta and suddenly I had so much less time to spend with you, crafting witty updates and creating stories with characters based entirely upon your multitude of emoticons. I neglected you, and I am sorry. But when I came back to you, you weren't the same anymore. You'd changed. And, I have to admit, it scared me a little. Photo albums, video uploads, so many new features. Where was the Xanga I knew and loved? What were all these add-ons now cluttering your interface? Why did it take me nearly five minutes that first night just to figure out how to write a new entry?
I know this might be hurtful, but I have to ask: Xanga, why did you go all MySpace on me? Was it because I went and got myself a MySpace site? It can't be, can it? I mean, I did that years ago, well before things got rocky between you and I, and I thought you were cool with it. I mean, I still, to this day, have not once used the blog option MySpace offers. Doesn't that count for anything?
Please don't cry, Xanga. We both knew this was going to happen eventually. People change. Websites change. And sometimes these relationships just grow apart. I hope you understand. I never meant to hurt you or neglect you. I just...lost interest in telling the world about my life for a while. And now that I would like to again, I just feel like I need something new, a change in my life, my habits, my patterns. I can't live in the past. I've got to move on (are those song lyrics?).
I promise I'll check in from time to time. You hold many a favorite story of mine, many awesome memories, and some of my best poems (okay, most of my only poems), and I would hate it if we lost all of those happy times over this. But for now, it's time to make new memories, and they begin tonight.
Goodbye new Xanga updates. I will miss you...just not enough.
Sincerely,
Seth.
Dear Blogspot,
Hi. I'm Seth. I'd like to start a new blog about my constantly changing life, and I hope you'll help me with that. I've seen what you've done for others, and I have to say, I'm impressed. But please understand, I'm coming to you with a blogging history, so you have a decently high bar to try and reach (ha, an unintentional, seriously indirect Olympic pun!...don't worry, I promise not all my jokes are that corny). Not to try and intimidate you or anything. I'm just saying, I've got high expectations for us, and I look forward to what the future may hold.
I sound like I'm hiring you for a job. Silly.
Anyway, I would love to write more about my hopes and dreams for this blog, and I would love to explain why I chose to call it "Someplace Else Tomorrow," but I'm afraid it is late and I have a busy day tomorrow. So new friend, until we meet again, I wish you a wonderful night.
Your new friend,
Seth
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