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I had a really nice birthday when I didn't think I was going to, and I had a really weird, contemplative weekend. I have decided 19 is going to be my year of scandal. I just feel like 19 asks for scandal, I don't know why. I guess because it is solid adult, but then it's still really young and naïve and the last year of teenager-dom. I don't want to stop being a teenager. I don't think I have past the maturity level of 16, and I don't think I ever will. Or maybe I have. If memory serves me at 16 I was kind of an emotional fuck. I don't like getting old.
On another note, women's schools are really weird. I've almost fully decided to not continue with engineering and I am proud of myself for that.
I don't know what else to say. I can't wait until I'm back in the city.
On another note, women's schools are really weird. I've almost fully decided to not continue with engineering and I am proud of myself for that.
I don't know what else to say. I can't wait until I'm back in the city.