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I figured here's a good a place as any to mark an important time in my life. I've been eighteen for about a year now. I renewed my driver's liscence and retired the old one to a box I keep under my bed. I figured I'd want to see them years from nowto gawk at all the terrible smile's I've given to DMV cameras. On a moreimportant note, it's been a little over a week since I've claimed my Mom's house as my primary place of residence. Unfortunately, this is going to make continued visits to Dad's awkward simply because step-mom Nancy takes every opinion set out on the table as a personal assault. However, since I'm at Mom's most of the time, I ha

So this past week has been especially strange- like a spike among everyday routines that cause this week to be collectively different than every other week for the past... long while. Last weekend, my sister, mother, older brother, and I went to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, Virginia. Very fun and all, it was my second time going (the first was during the Halloween season, so they had the Dark Side of the Gardens theme). Mom was being... stubborn and irrational and arbitrary as usual when she drinks too much late at night (I argued over turning the television off so that I could go to sleep like she told me to- longer story than will fit he

So I live toward the north in an area deemed "Southern United States". You know, the corner East of the Mississippi and south of Virginia? I'm in there. And let it be known that today, in the middle of February, I have seen more snow fall from the sky than in the past five years. Now that doesn't mean ice- we've had pretty bad ice before, but this was snow. This is nice, fluffy and not the usual wet slush that turns to ice and causes power outages everywhere. I still have power; as far as I know, my friends still have power. And when I look outside and see the thick, white blanket, it just seems... (okay, admitedly, a little creepy because th