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Ten years ago I was thirteen, in the 8th grade, and hopelessly dorky.
Five years ago I was 18, in college, and on the verge of everything. I had just gotten out of a long-distance relationship left over from high school, my brother had been diagnosed with a brain tumor, and yet I had everything to look forward to.
Five years from now I will be married. I'd like to be living in or around Olympia, Washington, and I would like to have my Master's in Teaching from Evergreen State College completed. I want to be teaching, preferably in a smaller school like the one my dad is principal of.
Ten years from now I want to be living in a custom-built home somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. I want to be close to my family, but just far enough away. I want to have children and be a stay-at-home mom while they are young. So, ten years from now, I will be a housewife, at least for a couple of years.
They are not reaching goals, but they are mine.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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