Chapter 1: “This Is 30?” Dear Diary, Today, I turned 30. No confetti, no balloons, no dancing in the streets. Just me, my unwashed hair, a single sprinkle-covered cupcake, and a burning question: Is this really it? --- Lizzie McGuire sat cross-legged on the edge of her bed in her tiny Los Angeles apartment, staring at the cupcake like it had answers. A waxy pink “3” and “0” flickered from two crooked