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I started off strong in terms of actually completing images on time for their respective weeks, but then my life started to pick up. I didn't need to hide behind pictures anymore because I feel like there's nothing to hide from. I started off with this project and very unhappy.
I anticipated that this would be a turning point for me, and it was. I dyed my hair for the first time that summer and became known as 'the one with mermaid hair' which I am very content with. Upon going to college in Columbus, Ohio in the fall - I was very pessimistic about it. I anticipated the absolute worst. I did not want to be in Columbus.
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