Yes, I’m doing it anyway. So—hello world, again!
Not sure if it’s just me, but almost all of my past internet safe zones are gone.
Renren (back when it was still called Xiaonei) died not long after I moved here. I tried multiple times to recover my account, but since I lost access to my old phone number, I eventually gave up.
I don’t quite know how to describe the feeling of losing what was basically an entire archive of my college years—fun memories, friendships, all of it. Traumatic probably isn’t the right word, because I still remember the good parts so vividly that they’ll stay with me forever. It also helps that I’ve had the habit of archiving my photos for over 20 years.
But still… why did the website have to disappear?!
BlogBus, which I wrote on quite a bit during college, also vanished at some point—I’m not even sure when. That one felt sad too, partly because my dad used to read it. (Or did he? Maybe he only read my Douban. Oh well.)
I was also part of a collaborative film criticism site that lasted for several years, and sadly, that’s gone too, for unrelated reasons. I’m still trying to recover whatever I can, though my expectations are very low—hence all of the above.
After all these years, I’ve realized that what’s gone is gone.
Not just when it comes to blogs or internet things, but in life in general, I guess.
I used to grieve even small losses, like breaking a favorite plate. Now, my first thought would probably be:
Oh great. Finally, an excuse to get a new one.