Seventeen?!

Holy jeebus.

I'm old.

Class of 2011.

Is plain awesome.

I sat in on Mr. Ontivero's AP Euro class during seventh period. The tenth graders are so chill.

A surprising amount of sophomores know who I am. It's a little unsettling, but also kind of cool.

I got a lot of love in that class. Like fake kisses blown across the room (courtesy of Daniel), hugs, and high fives.

Aw, yay. Claps for me.

Older entries.

Just in case anyone was interested. Because, yes, I did have a blog before Blogspot. Two, actually.

deviantArt - Mostly dA memes, TJE-related things, and a lot of double posting.

Xanga - Extremely old entries, dating back to the beginning of ninth grade. Definitely a time when I was a lot less jaded and cynical. Lots of anime and manga references, as well as generic, "teen angst" poetry. For the most part, there is an inherent lack of spelling and grammar. And the way I wrote back then makes me cringe.

Hopefully, my current blog entertains you more.