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The question is no longer who you want to be, it’s “What are you going to do with your life?” It is almost like a threat when you hear it, whether from friends or adults.
One friend I discussed the aforementioned question with claimed college was the single most important thing in anyone’s life. Seeing as [...]

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First, I noticed the calm. The only tension that exised was the tension in his muscles. Usually, I am the irritable one, with something rubbing like sandpaper under my skin. But there was no electrically charged silence tonight. He talked, I listened. It all poured out of him, his eyes never leaving the road. His [...]

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Most of the time, I don’t worry about the perception of my intelligence: I even say it is notable. People come to me in class to make sure I understand, because if I don’t understand, maybe the teacher is doing something wrong. No, I am not boasting. I am setting up for you why such [...]

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My brain feel like someone has stuffed it into a car compactor and turned the freaking machine on. It is so cluttered
Feels like it is going to explode
with all the work that  I have to do. And all the stuff I want to do. And the stuff I am going to do. I am constantly [...]

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In an attempt to work on my “art,” (because when does one’s passion become an art?) I decided to try a writer’s society meeting. And sitting down to write this post is hard, because there is only one way to express my thoughts about said meeting. That lasted for a whole hour between 4 and [...]

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I think junior year has been the most stressful year I’ve ever gone through, hands down. Aside from the half years in different states and schools, this first two months of school have left me completely exhausted. I’m spending my free days sleeping, and my not free days hunched over paper with a pen, trying [...]

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Most of my summer has been dutifully spent on reading and writing (and working up at the school on yearbook stuff, of course).  I had a load of reading to do for my AP Language class I’m taking next year, and I’m trying to get halfway through writing a novel in case this year turns [...]

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Teenagers scare the living shit out of me. 
They could care less as long as someone’ll bleed.

The crossing from preteen to teen (or young adult, whichever you prefer) is marked by one thing:  the considerable restriction on your life.  Or it was in my case.  As a kid, going places with your friends was no big [...]

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Darwin

I laid on my bedroom floor for hours, listening to Pink Floyd, trying to keep my mind perfectly blank.  I’m so tired that keeping my eyes open is almost a chore.  I know I have to tell her.  And I will when the opportunity presents itself.  My feelings refuse to put themselves into words.  They’re [...]

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Today went by rather fast.  It involved a lot of crying and laughing and conversation between old friends and the forging of new ones.  Yearbook day is always like this for me.  I spent it with Rachel, my bffl, of course, because she is now on yearbook staff.  And Yearbook Adviser didn’t get too angry.  Yearbook [...]

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