8th grade dances, Midweeklies, Anthony and Chris, Anthony and Chris and the handcuffs, Rockstar day, the car crash, condom day, waiting for letters, rejection letters, "Moulin Rouge" the first time, The Jessie Episode, The Prince and Me, learning to use Ajax, 6th graders Cabaret, hugging Jeremy, hugging Jeremy again, the mean kid in the trucker hat, getting my ears pierced (again), the killer Spanish Final, my lippy getting run over by a car, trip to Philadelphia, the Banana Stand's supposed "World Tour," and us chasing it, starting high school, hating high school, missing you, not being cats with Bernstein, Mexican Bible kid being a sophmore, Mexican Bible kid being Dmitriy's cousin, stalking Francisco, adventures to Aryeh's house, and countless late night adventures with you guys...

This blog has definitely had a good run. I broke the world record for use of the word "Petey Pablo," with 18 times in a single draft. Today's the blog's birthday, and in an ironic twist of fate, it dies today, also. For a look back at what's shaped StonewallJackson, I count the number of posts containing the following words:

Shmexy: 22
Nicole: 29
Bernstein: 5
Garth Brooks: 9
La Mad: 15
Rachel: 73
Michael: 23
Michael Bluth: 5
Rodney: 11
Moulin Rouge: 8
Pavel: 1
Pavlov: 1
Dmitry: 1
Hot: 65
Ryan Seacrest: 8
Juice: 4
And the count for drafts remaining unpublished for various reasons currently sits at 25.

When I look back into the archives of the site, I can definitely tell I've changed. It's good to see some change in writing, because otherwise I wouldn't notice any, since I look exactly the same. (Points to amigas.) My writing style evolved, the titles are completely different, and my focus is on different things. Stonewall Jackson would definitely be proud. So with all that, I leave you.

Goodbye...

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