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My livejournal has brought a lot of amazing people into my life and it has also brought a lot of unnecessary drama. It brought a lot of jealousy. All of those girls with the better layouts, more music, sepia polka dot icons and all that jazz. It brought a lot of self-confidence and hatred--the rating communities that accepted me and the scenesters who said "no. just no." Then again, would I even know what the scene was if it wasn't for livejournal? And what about all of those comments from Derrick Rice? Robert? All of those fights and flirts faithfully collecting e-dust. And how many times did my jaw drop when I read that entry? You know the one, you can't believe he wrote that. You can't believe she said that. I remember a time when I couldn't be away from my friends list for more than a half an hour, and when updating every day was as natural as breathing. And now this is a huge chore.