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• why...did i win something? that would be a first in the history of sinead...wow...two achievements in one!
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myOtaku.com: Annabelle


Saturday, August 19, 2006

sup gueros?
i'm a senior... you know how people always tell you that senior year is supposed to be the best ever, and how much fun they had during theirs? yeah, well they are just saying that to get your hopes up and try harder to make it to senior year. it is supposed to be the light at the end of the tunnel. it isn't so great though folks. it is just as stressful as junior year (by the way, jr. year is the year they say is the hardest). i think some one fliped the light switch to off at the end of my tunnel. it's looking pretty dark here. oh well...i guess i'll have to charge through this like every thing else in my life. head first with my eyes wide open so i can write about it. no pausing to smell the roses...just moving and not stopping for anyone or anything. always truking through stuff. it kinda sucks...but it has it's perks. like when i was trapped in my house and water was comming in...it was nice to just truck through that...it didn't hit me as hard as it would have. i just kept cleaning and not thinking about much at all...just that the mess needed to be cleaned up. just mopping and cleaning until there was nothing left to do. i then wrote about it all. it was a better way to go through it than what my dad did. my dad dwelled on what happened...on what he had lost... he was soooo depressed. he just sat on the boat i had gone to save (in the middle of the storm) and stared at the water that had, just a few hours ago, filled his first floor. he just sat there for two and a half days. he came in and ate every now and again, but mostly he stared at the water. it hurt me to look at him, so i just kep trucking. so yeah...my senior year will be sorta like that. uh...well...i guess that's it for today...later
-sinead
p.s.- have a BEAUTIFUL day!
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