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So it's 2004. 
That always seemed so far away.  I'm turning 17 this year.  I remember thinking about being 16, 17.  I thought 14 would be the best age ever.  Then again, nothing is ever what I expect.  I've given up on expecting.  Hoping - that's okay, that's acceptable.  But expectations?  They're absolutely pointless, and have always set me up ( Read more... )

Today marks the beginning of my descent into livejournalhood ( Read more... )