so, anyway.
i just read/skimmed every post from the first entry to october 4th 2004. it was so weird. i didn't even recognize the person writing sometimes. apparently i had romantic relationships with 4 boys in the span of one year? mystery. other times, though, i would read a stupid little retelling about what a teacher said or where i went that day, and i could remember it like it just happened last week. i really like the person i used to be, save for the whining and high-school bitching. what i mean to say is that i love reading all my funny observations and poems and conversations with people. mmkay that's all for now.