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Oct 28, 2012 22:50

The Tigers need to win tonight.
There is a hurricane coming and Sister Theresa blessed the house with Holy Water. We've stocked up on water and food and moved our cars as far from the shore as possible. The only thing left to do is wait. Its a strange feeling waiting for destruction. While I'm grateful for every experience I've had while in NYC, this is one I don't wish to live again. My anxiety is on high alert and I wonder if I'll be able to sleep tonight. Will the bay flood the grounds? Its expected. We've closed the school. Will the water lick the base of the convent? It would be hard not to. Will my room fill with water? I hope not. With high tide expected with the storm surge, we will certainly get wet.
Its nervewracking.
Almost like this baseball game.
I'm aging too quickly this week.
Yesterday I was having heart problems. Perhaps I fit in better than originally thought here...?
Pray for us. I can't swim.

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