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&. borders of reality: Alive.
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Sunday, May 27, 2012. Hi guys. Long time no see. Not going to bother checking to see just how long. it's just been a really long time. Close enough. That happens a lot. The not-being-able-to-express-things thing. I need to work on my communication. I get those marks off tests all the time. Especially Bio. Gaaaaaah. It's coming too fast. Can't take it. What am I doing with my life? Quick Snaps .:. Sometimes,...
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&. borders of reality: Something old, something new.
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Sunday, January 1, 2012. Something old, something new. Something borrowed, something blue. no, I'm not getting married. The saying just kind of completed itself. So, what's up, 2012? Did I make any resolutions last year? Now, getting back on track. I suppose I should be writing something thoughtful and emotionally uplifting in celebration of the new year? I'm supposed to be good at that, right? For some ine...
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&. borders of reality: June 2011
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Monday, June 13, 2011. 8220;You know there’s a reason I hate sleeping outdoors,” Cara grumbled. “I can’t fall asleep if my head isn’t on something soft.”. 8220;This is soft,” Winston said, patting his lap and flashing Cara a cheeky grin. She rolled her eyes. 8220;Let me rephrase that. I can’t fall asleep on anything that isn’t a bed.”. Saturday, June 11, 2011. I'm actually a bit bored. Just a bit.
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&. borders of reality: April 2011
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Monday, April 25, 2011. I was going to say something. I had this other deep, contemplative entry all planned out while I was in the shower last night (at like 1:30 AM), but then I went to bed and I forgot what it was about. So never mind that. I've just been dancing/working out like a. Yesterday was solid proof of this. I got Pokémon Black in English! Okay, off the Pokémon speak now. (No, not that. I'm kind...
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&. borders of reality: March 2011
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Wednesday, March 30, 2011. But that's not important. It's almost April. April, May, June, vacation, grade 11. alkslhgsehehsfhldskj. Today, I did something very idiotic. There is something wrong with me. Is there such thing as social anxiety that pertains to reluctance to mingle with others outside of class and also erratic behaviour when coming into close physical contact with the opposite gender? Hazlewood...
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&. borders of reality: September 2011
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Friday, September 30, 2011. These are the things I overhear in AP Psych. Today McCulloch wasn't here; there was a sub teacher. One of the guys who sit in front of me was debating whether to skip or not.). Friend: Then make an excuse and go! Say you're preparing for a lecture or something, and just leave. Guy: But that would feel wrong. like shooting somebody in a church. Should feel morally wrong! The clock...
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&. borders of reality: Herpderp.
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Monday, December 12, 2011. Oh yeah, concerts have not always happened on Thursdays. According to my blog. Last year the Serenade was on a Tuesday. O: SO THAT WAS A LIEEEEEEEEEE. BADIYA, SAY DO YOU REMEMBERRRRR. Joannerface and Divya are coming over tomorrow to practice for the Vocal Fusion Talent Show that's happening next week :D YAY FOR SINGING GIRLY DISNEY SONGS AND PRANCING AROUND LIKE AN IDIOT! Quick S...
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&. borders of reality: Well then.
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Friday, January 27, 2012. Whenever I introduce myself to strangers on the Internet, my heart starts pounding almost like I'm panicking. I avoid chatboxes because they're intimidating. Even if nobody's talking. It's the Internet. THE INTERNET. There is something wrong with me. This happens to me. in real life :(. February 9, 2012 at 9:53 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Something old, something new.
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&. borders of reality: December 2011
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Somewhere over the rainbow, weigh a pie. ♪. There's a land that I heard of, once, in a lullaby. ♫. Monday, December 19, 2011. You know what’s sad? Yeah, I guess it’s really irrational. I wish I could fix this. I mean, you know those questions where they’re like “If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? To make some good friends here. Go out there and actually do something about it, stupid! 8221; Yeah, I know. I’m just too much of a wimp to do it. And then there’s the question...
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Quick Snaps .:. Day to day snapshots :. October 26, 2013 in Words. Probably should not be public. Sometimes, I just want to curl up under the covers and cry. But I know that tears don’t come so easy. So may my heart and eyes spare me. I need this right now, this reach into the universes. Something’s gotta give sometimes. Will my stomach dissolve first? Will my lungs collapse inwards, deflating air out? Will the muscles of my arms and legs quiver, then spasm, then fall? Will my brain stop? Poetry helps (a...
