So. Tweenty-two. Go me. It doesn't even really seem like my birthday. I know I've just been caught up in a lot of stuff recently, so this kind of snuck up on me. I'm in the middle of my fourth-life crisis. I've joined a frat, cut off my hair, I'm changing jobs, maybe majors, maybe schools. Will this liven things up any? Maybe, maybe not.
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