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<![CDATA[ Summer is officially over now. I spent my last moments of Summer dreaming. I dreamt I was flying away. I was happy, and everything felt beautiful. School hasn't been as bad. I've started listening to Pink Floyd, and I have to say... their music does really speak to me, and it says things that I want to say to others in a different way. Anyway... I'm still sad. I'm still tired, and I'm still waiting. Waiting for true happiness to fill my heart again. This summer wasn't as magical as I thought. But it gave me time to think. <br><br>I've been happy to go to school on some days... only because of the sweetest boy. I don't know what his name is. But he is absolutely gorgeous. I always see him alone. I can't help but to admire him. He's the most beautiful boy I've ever laid eyes on. I sometimes think that he's like me... because he's alone so often. Maybe he likes being alone. Maybe he doesn't want anyone to be near him... but at the same time, he needs someone to hold on to. Or perhaps it's just my mind imagining this. The only reason I enjoy going to school is so that I can rest my eyes on his beautiful face for a few moments. It keeps me happy. His eyes, and sweetly parted lips, and his perfectly straight nose... his elegant and fragile looking bone structure. I want to be able to talk to him... I want to be able to hug him. I always wonder if anyone thinks this way about me. It's so difficult for me to imagine that anyone would find me as beautiful as I find this boy. Only because no one has ever expressed it so. <br><br>I decided this summer that I'm lonely. I often think that there is someone beside me as I go to sleep. And then they appear to me in my dream that night. I've dreamt of the boy I was just talking about. I've dreamt of actors I admire. I've dreamt of imaginary people I've thought up. I always leave a space beside me when I sleep... just incase an angel decides to come in and sleep there. Sometimes I believe that happens... I feel so safe and at peace, that I don't feel lonely. I can breath. I've felt arms around me once. The slow heaving chest of a sleeping boy. I swear I've been visited by angels while I sleep. They know how sad I feel. I know that they're there... and I know that they will send me someone to love one day. I'm patient with this. I want them to be the right person. <br><br>I just hope that I'm visited by angels tomorrow... and as autumn progresses into winter. I don't want to be lonely anymore. Autumn has been more welcoming this year. I feel that it will be my happiness this year... along with that beautifully angelic boy. <br><br>Life is all right.
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<pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2012 08:30:09 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ The time has come for me to say goodbye. Goodbye to the peace of freedom. I'm not going to go on about how much I hate school, because all I'm going to say is... things will be better this year. I won't complain about how much I miss the summer. Because I know I can still find happiness. I am going to tell myself that. But the other side of me says, "No, you fucked up last time. Now you're fucked up forever." But I'm not going to listen. I am not going to beat myself up about it. <br><br>This summer was not what I expected. I can't say it was as special as the last two... but I have taken a turn in my life. This was the summer that I decided I'm not going to fill my life with my own bull shit or anyone else's. If I want to do something, I'll do it. If I want to say something, I'll say it. I'm not going to keep quiet anymore. I want people to know that I do what I want.<br><br>I know that not every summer will be the same... But I honestly miss the times when I could feel hope when I listened to Golden Bomber. I still love them. But each time I look at them... or listen to their music... I feel upset. I look back and I remember how terrible things were. And they were the only ones to help me. I can't help it... but I don't know if I can listen to their music for a while... Not until I recover from everything. I don't want to have to forget about them... But they aren't helping me anymore. They're only burdening my mind with wishful memories and scary thoughts from last year. I still love you all. And I thank you for everything. But please let me be.<br><br>I have found other musical joys! The Who have set me on a new path. Much happier than my last. I don't feel the same way about them as I did Golden Bomber. I feel more powerful with them. I'm not as afraid as I was last year. I'm not afraid!<br><br>LIFE IS ALL RIGHT. AND IT ALWAYS WILL BE.<br>I WON'T LET ANYONE'S BULLSHIT BRING ME DOWN THIS TIME. I AM MYSELF.
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<pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2012 14:57:24 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ I don't want this to be a sad place... I want it to be somewhere that is only thoughts. But not completely sadness. It's still summer. It has been very lovely so far. And I am thankful for this time I get by myself. But I keep on thinking about school. Everyday. I'm worried. It's approaching too quickly now. I can't think about anything else. I really don't want to go back. Every time I think of it, I can't help but remember the feeling of being run down all the time. Being stressed out and hating to wake up in the morning. I had the most terrible thought this morning. But if I look at it differently, it's not terrible...<br><br>I was thinking... what if I was never here. What if I disappeared? Nothing. Of me... nothing. I wouldn't have to know sadness. I wouldn't have to worry. I wouldn't have to think anymore. I wouldn't miss anything... because I wouldn't be there. I wouldn't have to go to school anymore. No one could bother me. I would be by myself. Or maybe I wouldn't be anything at all.<br><br>I would never be able to make myself do it, though. I really thought that once school and everyone in it was gone for a while... I wouldn't feel so scared of waking up anymore. I wouldn't be as paranoid, or depressed and anxious all the time. I was okay for a while. I was okay for two months. But now I'm not anymore. I feel the same as I did. Because I know I have to go back. All I feel like doing is crying, and sleeping. But every time I look at the sky outside... I feel comforted. The summer sky comforts me. It brings back good memories, and fills my head with them for a while. <br><br>Hopefully, 100 Mile will take my mind off of things as well. I'm leaving on Monday. No judgemental grandparents this time. I want this trip to be for myself... I know that sounds selfish. But I don't want to be burdened with hate or people. Just for that much more longer until I am full of it for another year. I'm not ready to go back to that place. I don't know if I will be able to do it. The more I think about it, the more I want to disappear. I fucking hate school. It's too much for me. I'm not even excited to see my friends. I just want to sleep forever... and not worry about anything.<br><br>But in this moment... I have to appreciate that life is alright. There's nothing here to bother me. I can be peaceful right now. I need to live now...<br><br>Life is all right.
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<pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2012 11:23:54 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ I have been off school officially for a week now. And the time has gone by perfectly. I haven't wasted as much time as I did last summer. I've tried to make use out of every hour. I have stayed up all night twice already! I just love staying up to watch the sun rise. Even though I can't see it through my window, I love seeing it come up from behind the trees and shine on everything else. This morning was spent sewing. I made a skirt last summer. It was made from the Barbie fabric I always see in fairy kei outfits. It wasn't how I wanted it to turn out the first time. So I remastered it last night! In the span of three hours, I put twice as much love into sewing it as I did last time. I thought, "I have all the time I need. Careful sewing makes a better product~" And it turned out beautifully! <br><br>Anyways. I have had a good start to my summer so far. I don't know what it will bring to me just yet. But I have a feeling it's going to be wonderful. I'm having my Lolita friend over on Friday. She doesn't wear Lolita to school. But she likes to borrow my clothes, and we like to spend time in it together. It's always so fun~ I like to teach her things about it. So she can start wearing it regularly like me. I plan to make cupcakes with her, and have tea while we watch "Kamikaze Girls". I've seen it many times. It's my feel good movie. So I'm excited to show it to her. We will probably go swimming, laugh at things on the computer, and stay up late in the tent. I can't wait to sleep outside for the first time this Summer~<br><br>I feel so much better! I can't hold in all of this happiness. I just want to frolic around in the sunlight in my frilly clothes. Maybe buy some ice-cream, go antique shopping, do all of the things I love! It was my one year anniversary with Golden Bomber on Monday. I celebrated by staying up all night then, and going to the beach in the day time. I enjoyed sitting by the water and drawing. I wasn't as bothered by the kids as usual. Which was nice. I'm off to make some breakfast now.<br><br>LIFE IS ALL RIGHT~!
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<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2012 21:16:18 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ After the long wait. I have finally found it.<br><br>The last day has come. The last day of my foolish days. I will be able to find happiness again. The sky, it is beginning to clear for me. Everything is falling together again. The smile I once held upon my face has returned. Truthfully. Not the smile I tried to wear... but never fit. The real smile has broken the false one. I no longer have to wait for the Summer nights. They have come. Summer is running towards me with such haste that we are about to make a collision. This collision will cause memories to be made... a Summer full of joyful moments spent enjoying the nostalgia. I won't let the days of this Summer go to waste. Every moment will be cherished.<br><br>Words cannot express my happiness. <br><br>Life is all right.<br><br>One<br>more<br>day.
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<pubDate>Tue, 19 Jun 2012 13:56:19 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ The last days of school don't phase me. The annoying people, and uncomfortable environment doesn't make me frown as much. Because I know that Summer and I will be reunited. We will finally be able to spend another night together. We will finally be able to breathe the same air, and share more memories, to create more nostalgia for a place that will never be the same twice. I know that this summer will be different. But I can't wait. I love and cherish the memories I made last summer. And I will do the same with these. <br><br>I can almost say I've made it. I'm almost free. This year has gone by so quickly when I look back at it at a glance. But then I remember all of the painful memories. And I decide to never look back again. I will curse the ugly pieces of my past. They won't get the better of me next year. Because the pain isn't worth my time. That amount anyways. I've learned from it. And it should never cause me to cry that many times again.<br><br>Life is all right.<br><br>6 more days.
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<pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 15:49:57 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ I don't have anything to say anymore. Summer is almost here. And I have almost made it. But I can't say that I am able to handle the next two weeks. I have missed so much school because I am sick all the time. I might have gotten mono. I'm still waiting for my blood test results. I sort of hope that I do get sick again... because I don't want to go to school anymore. But then I hope I don't because I want to be able to say that I actually tried my best... and that I made it. I don't want to lay around and lazily wait for Summer. I want to work for it. I want to deserve it. It's also almost time for exams. I am not prepared... This has possibly been the worst school year. I almost hate myself for it. I will make the best of next year. I won't spend my time wishing for summer like I did this year. I should appreciate what I have now.<br><br>Aside from that... Summer has visited my dreams often. And she has visited me in my waking state as well. Especially during the night. She'll knock on my window and swirl into my bedroom. Filling it with summer night air. I often spend time just lying on my bed thinking of things I should do this summer. I want to make a list. I really want this summer to be special. I love making memories. One thing I'm putting on that list is to have a big fire where I burn all of my unwanted school work. That will be fun. And I will write my thoughts on pieces of paper and burn them with it. So they won't be lingering in my brain in the summer.<br><br>Life will be all right...<br><br>16 more days.
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<pubDate>Mon, 04 Jun 2012 14:11:26 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ I haven't been updating on this blog much... But that's because I've started recording my dreams separately. I've also tried to stop writing such negative things. I felt like it brought me down. But I think that it actually helps me bring my spirits up because no one understands how I feel except me. So I might as well write about it. My anxiety has reached to an almost unacceptable level. I don't want it to get any worse. I've started missing school because of my panic attacks. I can't control them very well anymore. One day I will feel great. I get up and go to school without any problems. Then the next day I remember something that happened the day before. I'll worry about it the night before, then I'll wake up in the morning with a panic attack. Before I leave for the bus, I always try to tell my mom that I am feeling anxious. But she always says, "It will get better once you get there." No. I still feel panicky once I get to school. <br><br>I get serious panic attacks at least once a week now. I used to wait until I got to school, but now it's way to hard to hold inside. I try to breathe... but I always end up hyperventilating. I worry about P.E. class mostly. I don't like doing physical work in front of people. Especially because I'm not good at it. I don't like people looking at me when I'm not in my regular clothes. I don't like the social qualities of the class. It's too personal for me. And I feel like everyone in the class thinks I'm stupid, and unskillful. I get these feelings sometimes... where I sense people's vibes. And I always pick up the negative ones. When I walk into a class room, I can feel the negative energy before I feel the positive energy.<br><br>Anyways... enough of that. Summer is almost here! There is only 5 more weeks of school. And they're going by at a pace that I can't handle. It feels slow sometimes... I wish school would just end. And. At least I can feel Summer actually holding my hands now. It's been really warm lately. I love the summer warmth. It's uncomfortableness is... comforting. My favourite part of the day is when the sun starts setting. And it goes so slowly... And then the warm night air sets in. And the stars come out. I also love it when I see the sun rising. The day is still beautiful though. It makes me want to cry. <br><br>I don't know if I can handle going to school tomorrow. I'm just not ready... I really want to tell my P.E. teacher that I can't participate in P.E. class because it causes me far too much mental and physical stress. It's taking over my life. And I don't want to let something so useless take over my life.<br><br>LIFE.<br>IS.<br>ALL.<br>RIGHT.<br>36 more days...
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<pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2012 11:50:25 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ I can no longer face myself. I can no longer sit in silence and think without telling myself that I am stupid, and I am not important. Everyone is annoying. I don't want to be around anyone. But I still want someone to talk to. Just not anyone that's in my life. Someone who has already lived and has been happy. Someone who can remind me of all the good things that have happened in my life... and that they shall return. That person, is my child self. I want to talk to her. And I want to tell her, "Don't rush. Growing up is not as fun as you think. It's painful. Please, cherish your childhood." I wish I could be a child again. I wish I didn't have to live like I am now. I hate being pressured. I just want everything to be beautiful again. <br><br>I've missed school for the past 3 weeks. The first week, I only missed one day, and that was because I had a terrible stomach ache. The second week... last week... I missed three days. And the first class on Thursday due to a panic attack. The whole rest of the week... I spent in bed. I slept most of the time. I cried about things. I felt as if I was dead. I didn't want to leave my room. I just wanted to lay there, and sleep. I felt sick. This week, I caught a cold. I have a fever. I feel just as lifeless as last week. I never want to go back to school again... Never.<br><br>Even though I hate being sick... I really like being away from school. When I returned last week, I didn't want to talk to anyone. I didn't want to smile... and nothing seemed funny anymore. My friends told me that I didn't look sick... Well, maybe because I have a sickness that is lodged deep inside of myself, and it just hurts. I didn't want to give them an explanation. They wouldn't understand. Some people probably think I'm skipping. But I genuinely feel like... shit. I don't know if anyone can see the pain that I feel. On Thursday, I felt terrible. My friends didn't say, "Welcome back! I hope you're doing well." Instead... they said, "Uh... Where have you been?" At lunch, I didn't talk. I debated whether to go into the bathroom and eat my lunch, or sit among the people. I chose to sit with my friends.<br><br>I felt lifeless, and empty. I felt isolated. I didn't want to be there. I hate talking about it. That morning. I visited my school counsellor. Next year, I'll be taking an online P.E. class. Thank God. But while she was talking to me, she made it sound like how I was feeling was not that bad. She made it sound like it was normal, and there was nothing to worry about. She said I could come back and talk about it. But I can't. I can't. The whole time, I couldn't fully express how I was feeling because I was afraid she would judge me. I hate talking about it with people I don't feel comfortable with. The way people look when they ask me things just bothers me. When they pause and wait for my answer. It makes me so uncomfortable and worried. <br><br>I want to speak to a professional. I don't want people at my school telling me, "It's normal. You're fine. Now go back to school and act like a regular human being." That is how I feel when I talk to a counsellor. I can't deal with it. <br><br>I want to sleep... and never wake up. Goodbye.
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<pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2012 10:55:21 +0900</pubDate>
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<![CDATA[ The first thing I remember is being in a school. It was a private school, and there were dorm rooms. But it was much more like a village. The dorm I was assigned was like fancy tree fort. But it needed repairs. Since it was so tippy, I decided to make it fall down. Almost immediately it was rebuilt. There was a secret forest in my yard. It lead through a small forest, and if I went through there, I would be able to escape campus. I hated it there... so I left for a while. I saw Thomas again! He was at the entrance of the campus, and he was just leaving. I remember I had heard about a boy who would stand at the gate each day at dusk and wait for the one person who thought differently. I realized that person was me. Because, everyone else was oblivious that the school was in fact a prison. I just missed him. I called out to him... but he didn't come back. The night fell, and I walked under the moonlight back to my dorm and slept. <br><br>The next morning I awoke, and went to school. I was in the hallway beside Jaquie's locker. There was a guy from my school there. His name is also Thomas... but he is a douche bag. He was saying his opinion on people from our school. And he said to me, "You. I would fuck you so hard." I was disgusted by this thought. So I ran after him and tackled him. Since I'm starting to get better at lucid dreaming, I was actually able to do damage. I knocked him down and punched him in the face, I began to strangle him. I got up and while I stepped down on him, I said, "YOU STUPID FUCKING BASTARD." That's all I remember from that day. I saw him again the next day, and he said, "You are one fucked up bitch." I ran after him again. But I got the wrong person. It was Thomas Gore. But he was disguised as Jesse Price. I only realized it was him after he started walking away. I remember standing in the hallway. And it was so crowded. It was way too crowded. I closed my eyes, and I was in my dorm again. It was night... and I decided I wanted to leave for good. So I packed my things and left.<br><br>I remember being under an arch with Thomas. And he kissed me. We fell asleep together. But I woke up in my yard. No one was home, it was just me. I saw Thomas Gore come down the hill and walk through the gate. Olan was with him. I took advantage of this, and I said, "Thomas. Help me." I felt sad in this dream, and I knew he was the only one that could help me. He hugged me. And then the sun came out and shone a beautiful light. And I felt happy again. We walked up the road. But it was strange. It was bouncy... and it was like walking on the moon. The cherry blossoms were floating in the air. And the sunlight shone on them. It was so beautiful. Olan was still with us. Once we reached the top of the hill, two police cars showed up. They took Olan and Thomas away from me. I ran after them. They were taken to my school. I searched for them. And I found them in the forest behind my dorm. I caught up with them... and we all began walking farther into the forest.<br><br>I had a dream the night before... And I was in an orchard of cherry blossoms searching for Thomas. I found him, and we both just sat together quietly talking about nothing. It felt so beautiful. He held my hand, and we fell asleep together. When I woke up he was gone. But I remember the cherry blossoms were so beautiful in the moonlight. I don't know why I always have these dreams about Thomas. But they always make me feel better. I don't know what it is about him that makes me so happy. But he just does. <br><br>Life is alright.<br><br><br>
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