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The first day and I get to psych and she does a brief over view of what we will be learning. She mentions how if part if the brain is injuried that part never works again, it sparks a discussion amongst the whole class. I felt myself start shaking as she explained to the class how the brain is an amazing thing, and while it will never work the same again it inds other ways to adapt. I choked back the tears the best I could, as she told the class how if you have tht type if injury the chances of you living a normal life are very slim.
In rehab they told me to plan on taking three years off of school, which means I would be returning to finish my freshmen year right now. I just began my senior year.
Sometimes shit gets rough, it gets horrible and it's hard to make sense of it all. 2009 sucked for me... So far. Debi told me when she did my reading that September 2009 was going to be a time where life puts me through a test... I wish I knew what that means.
I'm a senior, I beat the odds and I don't exactly know how to express that. But at the same time, I feel I don need to express it to the people who matter in my life... You already know.
Yeah Im a year behind, but one of my best friends once reminded me, you have to look at it that life sometimes gives you horrible things, but you don't deserve it. It's lifes way of preparing you for how amazing it'll one day be.
I met a boy, a nice boy. He opens car doors and each night I have gotten a kiss on the cheek. I'm looking forward to seeing where this goes.
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