cherrylenses

It's extremely early (or extremely late) depending on how you look at it.

And I can't sleep. For the past two hours or so, I've been lying in bed trying to sleep and I just can't sleep. Maybe I'm thinking too much. Or maybe I slept in too late this morning.

I'm going to wake up in the morning for school and I'm going to...
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I had the strangest dream ever today.

I was in some kind of railroad car and I was smoking a bowl with a bunch of people and there was music playing. I don't remember anyone that I was with, except for Cammie, who I was sittinging next to. All of a sudden, my mom busts in through the door and she starts screaming. "Oh, Lord!...
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I downloaded the Peeping Tom cd that Nate plays in his truck all the time. It's amazing. Nate can only play the cd when I'm in the truck because no one else likes the cd. I find it funny. Anyone who has access to iTunes or some other music downloading program should download their songs "Sucker" and "Celebrity Death Match". I'm listening to Celebrity Death...
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I think I'm dating my twin personality.

He's like me in a lot of ways and in a lot of other ways, he's what I want to be.

It's very refreshing to meet someone new. I didn't want a relationship because I knew I would have been dating someone I've known for a while, someone that was there for my past bad times and past...
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Christmas night I got into a small car addicent. Aaron and I had gotten Chinese food and we were on our way home when I took a turn and slammed into another car. There wasn't much damage to either car, but I can't drive mine. I cracked the radiator. Merry Christma to me! Aaron said I was the calmest he's ever seen me. He hit...
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I've decided my Grams is the queen of guilt trips. You would swear she's Jewish. She is Polish, so I think that's close enough. I fear the day I move out and get a phone call from her on Christmas day. "Sara, why haven't you come over to see me yet? I have a gift for you ... You don't have to give me anything,...
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Yesterday, to sum it up, was amazing. The only sad part is that if my best friend discovers the details of that night, she will either A) disown me, B) rip my throat out or C) never speak to me again.

See, I was hanging out with Nate for most of last night and Jess happens to have met Nate a few years ago and...
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Painting your bedroom is stressful. I had to move furnature (some large pieces of furnature) and climb on a ladder to paint my bedroom by myself. Not that I'm complaining though. Now my bedroom is red with black trim. It makes me think of a womb.

The cold is getting to me. I'm sick of being cold all the time and having to wear heavy...
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I can now add muralist to my long art resume.

I spent the cold and chilly ours of 8:00 am to 12:30 pm at a Dunkin Donuts in Manchester painting the front windows with a Christmas scene with my sculpture teacher and about five of this other students. It was cold, freezing even, and the wind didn't help at all. The perks? Free coffee, free...
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Driving down a dark road in the city;
cars pass you in the opposite direction;
cars follow you and you follow cars;
the windows down, cold air stings your face;
hot air warms your hands and legs;
his head rests on your leg;
your hand held tightly in his;
one hand on the steering wheel;
and feeling completely free.

There just isn't a way to...
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