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I've been looking over my lj entries from senior year. I was depressed. I hated the way my life was going. It seemed everyday I was sick. The summer was a bit better but I was still depressed. Enter college. At first it seemed like a good deal. At least it was going much better than my senior year.

Fast forward. I've been here about four weeks. Essentially a month. I am happy. So happy.

I am myself again. Not some angst-ridden teenager who occassionally acted like a Lune.
Now I'm a mostly-angst free teenager who almost always acts like a Lune.

I get sick from now and then but I can deal with it.

Friends, fandom, pumpernickel and salami sandwiches, extra sweet tea, my fish, my hall, fencing...

I am liking this happy feeling...

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Brought to you by the Due South fandom because it makes me so fucking happy.

Tommorow (or rather later today) is Talk Like A Pirate Day.

Me new name: Cap'n Darby Leadfoot