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My classes were canceled today, so last night I went out with some friends and had a great time. Things got a little strange around 2 am, so I headed home. Upon arrival I discovered that (unfortunately) my roommates were still up, arguing about non-party misfeasance and recovery of chattels aka the last thing my happy, drunk ears want to hear at 2: ( Read more... )

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In between reading exorbitant amounts of cases I begin to feel homesick and then I read Cody, Drew and Nick's old LJ entries and I feel like I suddenly crestled in somebody's nevasse. I know I'm getting wayyyyyyyyy ahead of myself but I CANNOT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS BREAK.

Do people lose their creative abilities as they grow older or is it that in the frantic rat race of adulthood one simply does not have the time for creative endeavors? 

I love my family an awful lot. One of the unexpected gifts of growing up is gaining two unexpected friends, Mom and Dad.

Tell your parents you love them today.

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 "Billy Pilgrim, there in the creekbed, thought he, Billy Pilgrim, was turning to steam painlessly. If everybody would leave him alone for just a little while, he thought, he wouldn't cause anybody anymore trouble - He would turn to steam and float up among the treetops."

Well ladies and gentlemen, it's about that time. Looking back on the years of my internet journaling pretentions one thing sticks out to me and that is how things change. Teenagers are probably the most complex and unstable beings alive; the opportunity to write your thoughts, dreams and frustrations and knowing that someone cares enough to read ( Read more... )