Yup. Here we go again. Same essay, different year. Different everything.
What we're looking at is my last teenage birthday.
Yuck.
But other than that, bring it on!
Part of me has, honestly and truly, been waiting for this since I was 13. Back then I couldn't wait to be legal Casino age. Imagine that...Like the current me that I am today would ever spend much time THERE.
To put it bluntly I'd rather draw.
One year ago I was terrified. Didn't know WTF was next. Scared of the unknown. How's this any different?
I blame maturity.
Whatever you call it, I like it.
The next 365 days? I'm living it up as best I can. I blew the first four years of teenishness, but I'll be damned if I'm blowing this one.
Peace out.
Mars (3/15/06)
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