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True confession: I'm thinking of leaving LiveJournal altogether. This is a decision that really isn't all that important, and if I claim to be making it now I'm just sure that I'll immediately think of something I have to make a detailed entry about--like the Elvis impersonation contest I recently went to, or general thoughts on spring, or some other great, horrible horror movie I just watched, or some boy I like, or something. The weird thing about this thing I'm writing in now is that I've always treated it as a dumping ground for enthusiasms, more or less, and not really as a place to describe my personal life, but I can still see six years of personal trajectory on it: from a shy, neurotic fifteen-year-old bent on overthinking everything to a glib, optimistic, slightly less neurotic seventeen-year-old to an eighteen-year-old first riding high on and then more or less maimed by first love to a twenty-year-old trying to figure out what to do next to...whatever I am now. Someone who loves Elvis impersonation contests and good and bad movies and where she is now, and her friends (and who, unlike the neurotic high schooler, knows that her friends love her back). I'll be honest: I don't have much of a point to make here. Things have changed and things haven't changed, and they will continue to change and to not change, and maybe I'll come back here, and maybe I won't. But either way: thanks for listening.