My website...where did you go..::cries::
In February of 2001, I did what I had always wanted to do. I had tried it many times before, but nothing ever seemed to catch my fancy. And finally I succeeded. I created the website of my dreams.
Sure, it was filled with cheesy cartoon dolls. Sure it was very wannabeeish, a cry for attention. Sure, it had the yuckies layout ever, banners from Faming Text and made on page builder. Sure it was hosted at geocities.
But it was also my first website. It was my dream. It was my pride. I made everyone I know go and see it. I loved it because it was mine.
And then I advanced. I learnt HTML and moved to Brinkster. I made my own layouts, looking at source codes of other websites and learning from the best. And I made some of my best layouts ever!
I dint have any graphic program other than MS Paint. And thats what I used. It was fun, though loads of hard work and not enough special effects. I learnt as I made mistakes. I banged my head with frustration when my layouts dint look they way I wanted them to. And I never stopped learning. Each layout was a learning experience, an education I will never forget, unlike the things they teach us at school.
Finally, I got Photoshop. It was a dream come tue, new oppurtunities, new avenues now lay open in front of me. My layouts developed. And I was like a proud mother, applauding the achievments of her baby!
And then I had to shut it down. It was a decision coldly taken, one fine morning. I logged on to my FTP program, put up a notice and deleted everything! And in five minutes, my one and a half year old baby was gone! Just like that.
At that moment it dint affect me as much as I had expected it too. But days later, when looking at other websites, I realized what was missing and now, not only do I miss my website and its pages and sub pages and its layouts, but I feel like a vital part has been torn out of my heart leaving a gap which can never be filled, reasons, however legitimate, be damned. At this moment, I just want my website back.
Which ever website I visit, however beautiful it maybe, I'll never forget my website, my pride and my joy. One day, I will put up my website again. And I'll be waiting for that day with every fibre of my heart, with every bit of my being. For my website is a part of me now. It is me!
Sure, it was filled with cheesy cartoon dolls. Sure it was very wannabeeish, a cry for attention. Sure, it had the yuckies layout ever, banners from Faming Text and made on page builder. Sure it was hosted at geocities.
But it was also my first website. It was my dream. It was my pride. I made everyone I know go and see it. I loved it because it was mine.
And then I advanced. I learnt HTML and moved to Brinkster. I made my own layouts, looking at source codes of other websites and learning from the best. And I made some of my best layouts ever!
I dint have any graphic program other than MS Paint. And thats what I used. It was fun, though loads of hard work and not enough special effects. I learnt as I made mistakes. I banged my head with frustration when my layouts dint look they way I wanted them to. And I never stopped learning. Each layout was a learning experience, an education I will never forget, unlike the things they teach us at school.
Finally, I got Photoshop. It was a dream come tue, new oppurtunities, new avenues now lay open in front of me. My layouts developed. And I was like a proud mother, applauding the achievments of her baby!
And then I had to shut it down. It was a decision coldly taken, one fine morning. I logged on to my FTP program, put up a notice and deleted everything! And in five minutes, my one and a half year old baby was gone! Just like that.
At that moment it dint affect me as much as I had expected it too. But days later, when looking at other websites, I realized what was missing and now, not only do I miss my website and its pages and sub pages and its layouts, but I feel like a vital part has been torn out of my heart leaving a gap which can never be filled, reasons, however legitimate, be damned. At this moment, I just want my website back.
Which ever website I visit, however beautiful it maybe, I'll never forget my website, my pride and my joy. One day, I will put up my website again. And I'll be waiting for that day with every fibre of my heart, with every bit of my being. For my website is a part of me now. It is me!