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(no subject) [Apr. 4th, 2010|11:18 pm]
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(no subject) [Mar. 28th, 2010|06:13 pm]

ThatLife Life Quiz
Mental age:
Favorite color:
Necessary accessory:
Where are you heading:
What will you grow up to be:
Worst habit:
Best habit:
How would your friends describe you:
Worst show on television:
Greatest movie ever:
Greatest electronic in life:
Food you can't live without:
Drug of choice:
Something you love about you:
Something you wish you could change:
Where would you love to live most:
Where would you just like to visit:
Current cell phone background:
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Internet home page:
Personal theme song:
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Favorite class in elementary school:
Political leanings:
Is there a God:
Beatles or Elvis:
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(no subject) [Mar. 28th, 2010|05:46 pm]
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Page Number Three [Mar. 21st, 2010|11:15 pm]
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Age [Mar. 15th, 2010|12:14 pm]

I'm 20 years old, which means only 5 years ago I was 15. Its a logical sentece, so why does it seem so odd to say out loud. According to my life plans I still have four more years of schooling, which is what someone would expect just getting into college. I've already put in two years though. That doesn't feel odd. It feels exciting. There's someone in my class who's almost forty. He's gotten a degree from College of Creative Studies already and he's still in school... I wonder how I would feel at that point. Would it feel like a waist? Would It feel like I had gotten started with life?  Such a funny sentiment but yes, I feel like I'm waiting for "real life" to start. I wonder when that will be. Oh wait, trick question.

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much else [Mar. 14th, 2010|09:17 pm]

Another page! thats what i do, i give you pages.
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First Page [Feb. 26th, 2010|01:30 am]
Photobucket Drawing a snapshot of myself is much the same as taking one with a camera. You think about all the things you can do, the smiles you can make, but in the end it feels like such a pain. Self image is a b*tch, I'm still just not comfortable in my own skin.
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