"In the days of my youth..."
"Take this- my love, my anger, and all of my sorrow!"
G Gundam... from entries long, long ago. I remember the feelings, too.
One Day More... well, less now. Less than half a day at that. It's best I let out all of my panic now, right?
I went to the library to study for four hours, I absorbed a lot that I probably should have known throughout the year in this class. But as long as I make up for it now... Hey, at least I know the French Revolution.
I really have to hope for good questions on this test, and a good scoring system. Those are my hopes. It's all I've got left now. I'm going to Silver Star in the morning with some others and then to the test. Then Poseidon. Then Les Mis. It's going to be a relief day. And don't you talk me out of it.
It's been awhile... I've had a craving to go back to old calendars, search back for old events and old feelings and how I marked them, what I wrote, how transparent I was. I was looking for familiar feelings and what not to do for the next time around, I suppose. Looked through a couple of months of my uJournal and the comments that followed.
What makes things so difficult now, and how could I not have seen things for what they were then? Maybe I did, and only choose to remember now. I see familiar sorrows soon to return and I have to be ready. If nothing else, ready to run.
I really started missing someone today. She's happy now though, and she doesn't have me holding her back anymore. I'm glad. A lot of people are happy these days... I'm glad.
Today marks a doomsday as well as an anniversary. Two years today marks my first relationship. And the AP exam looms overhead, about 11 1/2 hours away.
I miss the people I used to talk to, how easy it was, and the comments I got in return. How could things be so different now, I wonder? Something else I forgot, for sure. Something I did or didn't do. What else is new. And oh, how I still care.
History does repeat itself, in AP World History as well as my own. I have to be ready for both. One is a tad more urgent than the other, and I have to sift through notes for that right about now.
And so I bid you a farewell, good luck to those taking my test as well, and a happy "cinco de mayo" (or something of similar spelling).
G Gundam... from entries long, long ago. I remember the feelings, too.
One Day More... well, less now. Less than half a day at that. It's best I let out all of my panic now, right?
I went to the library to study for four hours, I absorbed a lot that I probably should have known throughout the year in this class. But as long as I make up for it now... Hey, at least I know the French Revolution.
I really have to hope for good questions on this test, and a good scoring system. Those are my hopes. It's all I've got left now. I'm going to Silver Star in the morning with some others and then to the test. Then Poseidon. Then Les Mis. It's going to be a relief day. And don't you talk me out of it.
It's been awhile... I've had a craving to go back to old calendars, search back for old events and old feelings and how I marked them, what I wrote, how transparent I was. I was looking for familiar feelings and what not to do for the next time around, I suppose. Looked through a couple of months of my uJournal and the comments that followed.
What makes things so difficult now, and how could I not have seen things for what they were then? Maybe I did, and only choose to remember now. I see familiar sorrows soon to return and I have to be ready. If nothing else, ready to run.
I really started missing someone today. She's happy now though, and she doesn't have me holding her back anymore. I'm glad. A lot of people are happy these days... I'm glad.
Today marks a doomsday as well as an anniversary. Two years today marks my first relationship. And the AP exam looms overhead, about 11 1/2 hours away.
I miss the people I used to talk to, how easy it was, and the comments I got in return. How could things be so different now, I wonder? Something else I forgot, for sure. Something I did or didn't do. What else is new. And oh, how I still care.
History does repeat itself, in AP World History as well as my own. I have to be ready for both. One is a tad more urgent than the other, and I have to sift through notes for that right about now.
And so I bid you a farewell, good luck to those taking my test as well, and a happy "cinco de mayo" (or something of similar spelling).