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16 April 2007

just keep swimming, just keep swimming..

I hope you were picturing Dory for that.. I kind of feel like Disney movies are the best pick-me-up I can imagine at the moment. Well, that and tanning. But Disney is probably less cancerous. That reminds me, I really need to exfoliate.

I kind of feel like everything is imploding at the same time. School is getting even harder than it's been all semester, and now it's actually crunch time: this semester's grades are some of the last ones colleges are going to look at, and mine are pretty abysmal. With only six more weeks of school this term, plus the SAT's, the SAT 2's, two AP tests, and an I.B. test next month, I'm feeling like there's no way I can ever get pull it together in time to, in the words of the great Mr. Mehlbach, "finish strong."

Every time I walk into a class, we get hit with one more huge project. Extended essay, TOK essay, TOK presentation, English i.a., Spanish composition, yet another biology lab, Group 4 project, World Lit 2 paper, everything! As it turns out, I don't know if I'm cut out for this whole "graduating high school" thing.

And on top of that, this whole newpaper situation is starting to completely freak me out; I have no idea how we're going to handle this next year. We still haven't decided who's going to be editor-in-cheif, and after today I'm not so sure we're ready for it anyway. Being on our own was tougher than I thought, but I guess that's obvious, since we were there a full two hours after deadline.

I know I can't expect my personal life to be perfect, I mean, it's hard to keep track of all this and get along with everyone at the same time. And I guess it's not ideal; getting along with my family has been harder than ever this semester. But for the first time all semester, I feel like I'm actually getting back to normal. I'm laughing again, the little tiniest things don't ruin my day. I feel like me.

Thanks to a few fabulous old friends (and one lovely new one, who emerged from the most unexpected of people), I think getting back to normal--or, at the very least, maintaining what little sanity I have left--is going to be pretty doable.

♥ the best is yet to be.
4/16/2007

♥ yours truly. ;

    "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." --Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five

♥ Thank you

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