Reminisce

Today, while fiddling around with my Yahoo! account, I was reminded of the fact that I used to have a deadjournal account, so I clicked, and sure enough it was still there.

I forgot what a moody, morose person I was way back then, aka ~3 years ago.

I feel like I displaced myself several years, so instead of being the 20 I am, I'm the 16 I wish I was, maybe younger. How the hell does a teenage consciousness survive in the adult world? ...I feel like I'm two seconds away from a nervous breakdown, a schizophrenic break...

I'm so much more well-adjusted now, right?

Right?

RIGHT?!