Not Just Nearly Jess, But Really Jess.

Dec 18, 2007 08:44

It just hit me.
And I'm pretty fucking scared.
I don't want to die again.
I remember the dreams I had.

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I don't have anyone to talk to.
I would call Bradley, but he's busy with his friend from AZ. Whom I would like to meet one day.
I can't talk to Jon because he's busy with driving back and forth, moving things from Athens to Duluth.
My parents won't listen. 
[Call up the one person who was there with me through the whole thing? NO]
So, I'm just sitting here in Lilburn. Thinking.

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I was talking to my dad last night about my life since that night.
He said he could see that I was a much happier person.
Before all of this happened, I was rebellious, naive, and egotistical.
I'm quite the opposite now.... but maybe with a bit of rebellion still in me. For kicks.
[I went back and looked at some of my old posts. woo, it was weird]
He said he was proud of me for living my life the way I want to. 
In that past couple of years, I've surrounded myself only with people that I want to have near me.
I keep away from negative situations.
And I've tried to live every day to the fullest (when I can).
I was so close to never coming back last time, that I don't like taking things for granted.
My dad said he was jealous. He wishes he could go back and change a few things.

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Ugh I hate waiting. Remember: No foods after midnight. Be there at 6:30 for Check-In. Bring a change of clothes.
Blah Blah Blah, I've done this way too many times now.
I'm ready for this to be over.

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Look forward to many-a-post today. As I will be nervous and compulsive! [compulsive being the key word]

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