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For me, it's kind of hard to imagine that I have been blogging here (I don't really like using the word, but essentially, that's what I've been doing) for around two and a half years now. My first entry highlighted my procrastinative ways and my excitement from my freedom of my metal mouth and the last one basically told the story of how I ended one of my longer friendships. It's definitely a learning tool for me to see how I have evolved into this older, more cynical and bitter, yet somewhat wiser person (yeah, I'm not really a "woman" yet; I still feel like an awkard teenager, and for the next year and four months, that is still technically correct).

In the last week or so, so many things have happened: graduation, my realization of my supposed romantic endeavors (which I decided not to pursue), the two-day Freshman Orientation at Rowan University, and every time I wanted to write about it here, something stopped me. It didn't feel right to write about it here. This was, in effect, my high school chronicles (And I probably used the wrong "effect". Oh well). It felt weird writing about my college years in a place where I've been so juvenile, so young, so heartbroken. I wanted a new start for college. And one thing in order to do that was to get myself a new blog.

The URL for it is right here. I invite everyone to follow me to the new site (and, for old time's sake, I'll probably have a link to this site). So, right here and right now, I bid a fond farewell to my high school years and hope to write about happier times there.

Michelle

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