High School Stuff
The narcissistic part of me really wants to read in the next one, but the shy part of me doesn't want any part of it. 'Cause, see, well...I know this may be seen as dumb by others who are self-actualized enough to disregard their pasts, but I think anything we write about ourselves -- at any age -- is valid and true and worth something. I'm not so ready to sell my 14-year-old self out, no matter how naive and insane she was. And maybe that's just naive. Or this blog entry is. But I'm a tad bit tired of snark.