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"I think that last night I lost my mind. Woke up this afternoon to find 'I want to be unselfish' scrawled along my wall with no memory of it at all. You slept soundly by my side while Hyde wrestled with Dr. Jekyll, but I still have no idea who was left alive."
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Everything moves way too fast.
We got five sweet newbies into the Footnotes. So I guess the group isn't going to die on my watch after all as we now have eleven members total. Refreshing. Now I just have to teach them thirty songs in a month. I'm taking five classes which is a lot of work. I'm dropping one because it's way over my head and picking up an easier one in its stead. Hopefully I don't fail any of them. We have bicker for the Ivy Club this week which means I get to talk to people and decide if they're cool enough to merit my company at mealtime. My credit card company is being really dumb. My managerial position is stressful because we're supposed to deliver a newspaper to every door this year and apparently not everyone has been getting their papers. Complaints by the basketful. I've been really tired all day today despite plenty of sleep. I can't decide if I'm getting sick or my body is just recovering from the hell of last week or what. Sometimes I think I might actually have a chemical imbalance; not like bipolarity, I've seen that in action and don't think I'm exactly that loopy, but maybe clinical depression or something like S.A.D.
I'm only writing all this down so that I can keep it straight later.
The week is too full but I'm looking forward to a weekend.
I covet prayers of all kinds.
Kelly
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Everything moves way too fast.
We got five sweet newbies into the Footnotes. So I guess the group isn't going to die on my watch after all as we now have eleven members total. Refreshing. Now I just have to teach them thirty songs in a month. I'm taking five classes which is a lot of work. I'm dropping one because it's way over my head and picking up an easier one in its stead. Hopefully I don't fail any of them. We have bicker for the Ivy Club this week which means I get to talk to people and decide if they're cool enough to merit my company at mealtime. My credit card company is being really dumb. My managerial position is stressful because we're supposed to deliver a newspaper to every door this year and apparently not everyone has been getting their papers. Complaints by the basketful. I've been really tired all day today despite plenty of sleep. I can't decide if I'm getting sick or my body is just recovering from the hell of last week or what. Sometimes I think I might actually have a chemical imbalance; not like bipolarity, I've seen that in action and don't think I'm exactly that loopy, but maybe clinical depression or something like S.A.D.
I'm only writing all this down so that I can keep it straight later.
The week is too full but I'm looking forward to a weekend.
I covet prayers of all kinds.
Kelly