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I could get used to this confidence thing.

As the Dorks would say, "Doode!" It's like putting on glasses for the first time. Things seem so much easier when I believe in what I'm capable of.

I know, I know, cue cheesy music, right? But it's true. When I refuse to let myself obsess, it's so much easier to walk with my head high. And fewer things seem to occur that would make me insecure. Fewer people send me that look. Fewer comments seem double-sided. Fewer memories sting quite so sharply. It's not just that less affects me, it's that there is less happening that would affect me.

I frinkin' love it. I could really learn to like this.

And Drew just told me I have this whole attitude thing going on. I have attitude! Mwa ha ha... people of the world, beware.

I feel like I've been driving for a long time. And in the past, I was taking every exit, trying not to miss my turn, getting stuck at traffic lights and all that. Now, I'm barrelling straight ahead. Three lanes, all to myself, no curves for a while off.

Pardon my French, but this feeling fucking rocks.

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