Full Credit For Being Alive

I'm Julia. This is a story about me, after I moved to Manhattan to pretend to be an adult.

I like spontaneity, laughing, and dogs. I don't like pretension, laziness, or mayonnaise.

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"How nice -- to feel nothing, and still get full credit for being alive." - Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five.

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November 17, 2010

[Redacted] told me some girls cried at the reunion, because they got trashed and they were crying because they felt their life was a waste.

My friend P, on why I am not sad to have missed my 10 year high school reunion.