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Sometimes I wonder why my life is the way it is. Then I read LJ posts I made in High School. Or Xanga posts, or just about any other things that I wrote or did in High School. Then I stop wondering. Its hard for me to believe that I was this way. Was I blind? I must have been. I guess you could say I still am now. But wow. I would change so many things if I could go back in time. The things I said. The things I did. That is not me. I refuse to believe that was me. Did I think I was cool? Nah. I guess I just didn't care.
I would completely change the layouts and all the other dumb things I put on here in High School, or even delete this whole thing. But too be honest, I'm not planning on using my LJ again, and I'd rather keep it here and read it every few years or so when I feel like kicking myself in the ass.
I would completely change the layouts and all the other dumb things I put on here in High School, or even delete this whole thing. But too be honest, I'm not planning on using my LJ again, and I'd rather keep it here and read it every few years or so when I feel like kicking myself in the ass.