I have this mental image of you. You're sixteen years old, talking to a person you have a crush on. You two will be staring at each other google-y eyed (that's what it will be called in 2031 when someone uses their eyes to search the internet) and your crush will be like, "I just found this blog post about that time you pooped all over your mom on an airplane."
That's why from now on, on the internet, I'm going to do my best to call you by your nickname, Rue, instead of your real name. And maybe post fewer pictures of you.
It probably won't help. I mean, what is the internet even going to look like in 15 years? Will anyone even remember the silly blogs people had in the olden days?
(So I just googled it. BLOGS ARE THE LEAST OF OUR WORRIES.
Face recognition technology will morph into back of head and elbow recognition technology and every picture you ever accidentally walked into will be catalogued, don't even get me started on the pictures of your face. Geographic borders won't matter anymore because we'll be creating our own nations online, and your embeddable web devices [ahem, google-y eyes™] will get hacked and then you'll get kicked off the internet for being poor and not have access to ANYTHING and all the rich people will be searching for you by your elbow.
But at least it will be .07% harder for your crush to find out about that time you threw up in my mouth.)