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i was reading over old journal entries and old emails from middle school and early high school. so much has changed.
well at least i'd hope the "adult" me was slightly different from how i was when i was thirteen. but still, i miss those days. i miss being close to people i am no longer close with. that's life, though - people come and go.
this is not meant to be a sad entry. if anything, those memories make me smile. i'll always look back on them fondly, knowing that it was fun while it lasted and everything i went through happened for a reason. each stage of my life is somehow molding me into who i will become.
well at least i'd hope the "adult" me was slightly different from how i was when i was thirteen. but still, i miss those days. i miss being close to people i am no longer close with. that's life, though - people come and go.
this is not meant to be a sad entry. if anything, those memories make me smile. i'll always look back on them fondly, knowing that it was fun while it lasted and everything i went through happened for a reason. each stage of my life is somehow molding me into who i will become.