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I still think about it all the time. Like, almost 24/7 all the time.

But now, it's more like 'yeah, it would have been nice if...', and I can shut it off for a couple seconds when I realize I'm doing it, instead of laying there trying to breathe and wanting to scream.

I know this doesn't make sense to anyone really, but I don't care. It's important to me that I've gotten to a point where it's bearable. Most of the time, anyway.

I'm all right, I'm all right, it only hurts when I breathe

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Today my group was planning on going shopping for props for our film in Creative Writing. I told Katie to call/email me early so I could go to town with mom.

Yeah, still haven't been notified. Probably won't be. Don't care. *sigh*I hate people. And math.

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Just finished reading The Amber Spyglass *sobs*

A bit at the end that hit me so hard...

She had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of alll the things that had astonished her in her adventures, that was what astonished her the most. She thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away, but she would cherish it forever.

Too damn true. *sigh*

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New ficlet over at missmandyslade

I am now wiped thanks to said ficlet, but I must go attempt to at least start my math homework since I have rehearsals tomorrow so won't be home for long.

*sigh*

Hmm...

( Book meme )