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Division is a hard time. When you have to split yourselves and go your separate ways, that is the most difficult time. Sometimes you have to realize that the only way for your lives to be complete is for them to divide.
Sometimes I feel like I'm being transported from place to place in my life. Not actually living it. Just moving through the check points as if I were playing a video game where all you had to do was find the next hidden spot to advance.
A crane flew across the sky, and that's when I knew the bombs had stopped. I stepped out the door and could smell the destruction in the air. I looked down the street and saw the rumble of my next door neighbor's house. If I had more time I would have made sure they had made it to the safe house as well.
I held a small duckling in my hands. All of our class sat outside with our legs spread out so our feet touched each others making a barrier so the ducklings could not pass. I remember those days and I was happy. The little ducklings in my hand. I held a life.
In college... you can tell what gender a room is by the bed sheets. If the sheets are plaid it's most likely a boys room. But Plaid makes me think of warmth and winter nights cuddled up by a fire.
Console? I guess thats like an XBox. or soemthing that is like that. Oh well. I don't really understand technology. Even though I go to a technology school. Sometimes i wonder why I am here. Adn then I remember that I love this school most of it. besides the mice. And the icky old buildings...
So I didn't know how to wear makeup before high school. I almost refused. In 8th grade I wanted to wear make up and I remember for my 8th grade dance it took me like an hour and a half to put on my make up. It ended up looking pretty ridiculous. I mean I looked okay. I just used wayyy to much bronzer. Now because of colorguard I can put on my makeup any where, on buses, the best thing I Can do is put on false eyelashes while on a moving bus. I cal that talent.
So I already wrote about this, last night. Cause I was up really late. By late.. I mean early. I usually stay up until like 4 AM... I don't know why. It's not like I get anything useful done. Actually that's false. Some of my best work comes really early in the morning. But hey atleast I got to class today... But I'm doing this, hmm.
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