So I just read a few posts on my first blog ever. I was 12, and kind of an asinine idiot -_-'''''' It's really a wonder I turned out the way I did... from how I was before. Like, I wouldn't be friends with my twelve-year-old self! I seriously cringed several times. I'm totally experiencing cognitive dissonance right now, because I like myself, but young me was a total noob! I suppose that's the (arguably) wonderful thing about blogs: they act as a record of your emotional growth. Your thoughts and personality, forever preserved for your private consumption (and mortification). Maybe in another 7 years, I'll stumble upon this blog and snort at my 19 year old self :P

...Also, why does my 15 year old self sound so happy? -.-'