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Sorry if you were in the dark about that one.
Leslie13 is dead, remember?

My mood changes more often than the ever increasing national debt.

I realize that reading other people's xanga's is really unhealthy for me.
Therefore, I'm going to remove all of you from my subscriptions and stop writing in here. Perhaps I'll find another outlet. Maybe I'll go back to deadjournal where it's not so happy.

On a much lighter note, yesterday was wonderful.
And I love being at school. It gives me something to do that doesn't involve being at home.
Home is unhealthy for me as well.

And with that, it's over.
Leslie13; deceased.
4/18/05
9:40pm.

I looked like a whore last night.
Perhaps that's why I had dancing partners to spare?
Maybeh.

It wasn't such a great club, honestly.
But it was alright.

And GA state accepted me. After rejecting me.
Screw you, State. ^_^ Just kidding. I'll probably go there.

Sister woke me up with some roses. After which I went back to sleep.
And then Bryan woke me up, with his call. After which...well, I'm sitting here. I'm excited for today.
Everything seems to be going wonderfully everywhere.

I love you Bryan.
Thank you.

What I like about you, you really know how to dance. The way you're up, down, jump around-talk about true romance.

Saturday night fever, tonight.

and tomorrow, some kind of small dinner with my family and my Bryan.

It's going to be a pretty weekend. But meanwhile, I'm off to work.

But before I go, I'd like to say just how ordinary birthdays are. Unless you really think about what being 18 really means. I'm legal, I can't really accuse anyone of statutory rape anymore. But then again, I can kill someone before midnight tonight, and I can't get the death penalty. ^_^

I can vote! HAHA, like that'll happen.
My vote won't count anyway. : b

My teenage years are almost over. And overall, in general, if I look at the whole picture, it's been a pretty good life.
I mean, I haven't broken a bone, or gotten any type of surgery yet. I'm not too ugly, and I have people. What more can I ask for, right?

Oh... Mom gave the puppy away to some other family. She says it's too much responsibility.
You have no idea how sad I was when I got home and realized my baby was gone.
(sigh)

I'm ready to begin my adult life.

-whines, kicks and screams...-

Ok, NOW I'm ready.

Recently, by way of Picasa2, I have found old pictures I thought had been lost forever.
I'd like to share them.

Let's first tie the new profile picture to my entry. K?!

and after you've finished your god foresaken "awww's," here's a taste of Narcicistic Leslie!

Robert had this next one on his desktop... >_<

and I can SO explain this one... Robert wanted a picture of me blowing...
a KISS to him. ^_^ I complied after much thought and self-loathing.

Yeah... I sold that camera.
By the way, a picture of me ...on my OWN entry... will never happen again. So enjoy this moment.

I'm going to go play with my baby now.