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   Dear Me,  (should me be capitalized? Oh well) (And don't mind that video, it just makes me smile. I don't want to forget it.)

            Hah okay.. My day has been worse than usual? I've been spacing out a lot, and I usually don't space out. Remember how bad I get when I space out? Yeah.. My friend was calling me for a good few minutes and I didn't hear. That's really bad for me. I don't exactly remember what I thought, but I remember the tears clouding my vision. I'm okay, though. My reflexes are pretty slow, but I feel like today it's been worse. A sinking and gut-wrenching feeling has been leaving me helpless but there's nothing I can really do other than wait it out.

              I know I should be pretty happy but I'm seriously dreading the school's-end party my friend is throwing. There will literally be about ten-to-fifteen people but I am dying inside. (What's new?) She has no pool but they say that we're going swimming, which means people. I not one for crowds. I bet I totally didn't know that. Wow. Besides, it's not even the other people I'm freaking out about. It's the people that I know that are making me anxious.

               Other than that I've been pretty much normal, as if I didn't know. I've been listening to a few songs on repeat, singing them 'softly' for the past few hours. Time really flies by when I'm listening to music. I wish every moment I was listening to music. It would make class so much easier. A lot easier. Like, I wouldn't be dreading third period, because as much as I love my English teacher (he was a former drama teacher and has stories for everything) he can put me to sleep almost instantly. That, and he kind of hates my friend's guts. I think.

             Hey, the feeling in my stomach is going down, at least! I may actually continue with this. Hell knows that I usually start a project then stop it abruptly, never returning to it. I'm slowly calming down. Woooo.

              Part of me wants to keep writing, but I have nothing (that's such a lie) to talk about. (I feel like I'll start crying if I write down too much so..)

With much regret,

Me

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Dear Me,

              Please don't forget anything. Keep this and so many other things in mind. You forget too much, okay? It hasn't been much of a problem, but I want to be careful. Remember to keep things tidy and keep talking with people. And I swear if you forget to organize anything I will be so mad. Keep things how you like it, and you won't get so frustrated.

Again, with much regret,

Me

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Dear Me, (third time! Let's go!)

                Just be sure to put in pictures and things to make you smile, okay?


(What colour are these again? The ones that grow in the backyard? I'll have to check, later

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(What colour are these again? The ones that grow in the backyard? I'll have to check, later.)

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