This time, it has a purpose, I swear, as all filler does.
Out of nowhere, I had this urge to read. I could have been playing Sims, but I just wanted to go back and read all this stuff Meg and I wrote.
Out of random curiousity I skimmed over my Livejournal entries from years ago, too.
Man, I was such a soppy and whiney kid. I guess I had the right to be, and I do know I was smart, but it's just some of the things I used to write...
Blech. Horrible, horrible. I've made my journal friends only and I'm quite tempted to delete it entirely, but then again I'm so nostalgic. I miss all of my Deadjournal entries that I had to delete when it was