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Remember when?

Reminiscing is powerful. Remember how on this day in history, my parents kicked me out of my house yesterday and I was then living with the Gagnes until my parents decided to take me back along with my sister Sharon? Remember when I was driven to school by one of my favorite people every morning because I was living in Rochester but still went to school in Dover? And I’d pass by your house...

Dec 21st

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So I thought about what kinds of presents I like.

I figured out once again that I am a pretty easy person to please. People ask me what I want for things like Christmas and my birthday, and I almost all the time find myself saying “nothing” or “monayys”. Even though people always say it’s lame, it’s true. I don’t really like having people spend money on me just because they feel obligated to. But if they...

Dec 17th

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Thinking.

For the past couple of days, it’s been such a struggle to try to get a descent amount of sleep. Friday night I went to bed around 2am thinking I could sleep in the next day, only to be woken up by a screaming four year-old at 9:30 the next morning. Sunday morning required an early wake-up. And last night I woke up four times in the middle of the night for no reason. In addition to all of...

Dec 14th

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When I get stressed, these are the things I want...

Write a song about it. Sing like Buddy the Elf. Start a “Burn Book.” Kill all the fish in the fish tank at my house. Drive my mom’s car far away and walk home. Dig a hole. Take all the dishes out, and use them as Frisbees. Light my schoolwork on fire. Run and never stop. Fly. This is the list of things I’ve accumulated lately. You can decide whether I’m...

Dec 12th

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