So, thanks to this jerk I know who will remain anonymous decided to rub in my face that 3 years ago...I, like most 17 year olds, had a Livejournal where I talked about boys, shitty friends, posted pictures of my big blue glasses & curly hair.  I mean, the year was 2005, i was a junior in high school, & stupid as hell..I can't be blamed for my past actions. correct?  What's funny is I write this knowing that NO ONE is going to read this. So as i sit here talking to myself i wonder why I bother with anything. Because, as anonymous & I avoid a text message fight, i get texts about a protest being formed for tomorrow night in Downtown Sac for supporting gay rights. Yes, it is for a good cause. But it's so cold at night. Why don't we do this shit in the summer!?  These random thoughts flowing through my head need to have some sort of structure. Because, right now, this is all rushing together & not going to make sense when i read it again in 3 years.  So, since the only people who will probably be seeing this will be the Big Baby & myself, i have nothing to say for now. I have a feeling I'll be using this for venting purposes, or I'll forget i created this & be reminded down the road & read this & wonder  what the hell I'm talking about.