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so tired.
i decided to look through my 2003 yearbook, just the senior portraits. it's weird - i never noticed how many people i didn't know. maybe, i once recognized more faces - but now they're just a blur. there are a few that stand out. that boy jimmy that we thought was so cute. the student council officers that seemed so old. those three boys that seemed to connect through every one of my friends. now, i recognize more people by last name. i connect the last names with the faces of people i've actually known and it all falls together.
i use to think how when the class of 2005 left, the memories of the class of 2002 left too. pretty soon, no one in commack high school will remember "senior frogs" or homecoming when the freshmen were dumb enough to glue dirt on their banner or pea stain or or or or. the walls of our school have seen so many memories just like that. each year is just one more layer. when the class of 2009 leaves for college, the class of 2006 will leave commack high school with them, i guess.
cyclecyclecyclecyclecycle.
tomorrow's the day before break. that's nice. i have a lot to do over the break. entire extended essay, 99% of world lit paper 2, 50% of prescribed title, 20% of history ia, other work.
we decorated the christmas tree tonight - because i made my family help me. it's funny how hard i fight to hold on to family when everyone else is ready to let go, to run in opposite directions. i guess it's because i've only had a sliver of the traditional family memories that my sisters and parents got. different minds, i suppose.
i'm excited to go to bed.