A passion reborn

I've finally done it। I've registered the domain, I'm designing my website, calli.net.au, and I'm writing the blog to document the journey that is this site and is my life.

My internet journey started back in 1996, when I was a wee 12-year old, completely bored by my education and desperately looking for a distraction. Back then, the internet consisted of webpages with simple text, and chat rooms. I'm the creative type, so naturally seeing all the pretty colours and images used by kids my age in other countries, I decided to create my own site. If we jump forward to 1998, I had created over 10 different sites, made friends with over 30 people from around the world, and registered my first domain name, delish.net, which started a craze on the internet of other teenagers creating their own communities online. I ran delish.net for two years, where I suddenly lost interest.. most probably to my growing interest in the opposite sex. The only remnants I now have of those cyber-friends from my teen years are two girls on Facebook, Cecile and Maureen, and Randi, owner of laundromatic.net (hosted at delish.net in its early days). Good on you Randi for your continued passion for that site. God knows how you kept it up when you started college. I hear those frat parties are quite the ball.

Life tends to get in the way of those things we most love. As I registered my domain, calli.net, I felt the same kind of rush as a long macchiato first thing in the morning. That exhilaration which I think they call passion. I've found my natural kick of caffeine. But as a 25 year old, my creativity seems to have worn away a bit. It's been years since I really painted, drew, wrote.. all the things you do weekly at school. So I'm really on a mission to get back that spark I used to have. The one which drove me to spend more hours in a day designing web pages and graphics than I did sleeping.

Blogs become the 'next best thing' circa 2001, when I started my own live journal. Except that live journal was really an outlet to boast about great things and whinge about bad things, and I spent more time writing about my sad, sad life than anything.

This time around, I really just want to ponder life's little surprises, in the most positive way possible. I lie awake at night sometimes, talking to myself in my head (as most of us do).. and now I'd like to talk to my blog instead. I know my blog will listen.