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addictive
What I am was born in me. It’s a part of who I am, who my family is, who we all are as a tribe — it’s the reason why we’re still here.
I’d hate to shatter the dream world you live in — the one where the sun is orbiting the place where you stand — so I won’t tell you how little I care what your problem is. Go. Away.
Normal humans run away from monsters, Bella. And I never claimed to be normal. Just human.
It had been so confusing. Dying to kill him. Afraid to hurt her. My friends in the way.
For a tiny space, I was disappointed. What? No magic visions, no formidable offensive abilities like, oh, shooting lightning bolts from my eyes or something? Nothing helpful or cool at all?
I was actually waiting for something to happen.
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Thursday, October 8, 2009, 3:42 AM

Mmmm hey guys!
so tomorrow's literature paper...
hmm.. i am so not sure whether i will do well..
cause i am like slacking the whole entire day and i had a bad headache..

ugh..
so now i gotta remember some stanzas and get to know the idea of it..
so yea..
ugh...mm..
i wonder what Canada looks like..
mmm..
wonder whether i should sleepover at the chalet..
hmmm...
maybe i should run with Heather from now on...
haha xD
i am so random yea..

haha so i am going back to study before and after my dinner..
hmm..
i wonder if it's possible to fall for a guy like ya know...
hmm.. 7 yrs older or more?
hmmm...that's crazy
but i think it's acceptable for Mrs Y
haha no offence
haha xD
so i might be persuaing my father to withdraw money from my bank account to rebon my hair..
i wanna rebon it so badly..
everyday tying it bad and afraid that it wil fluff up lke a lion's mane..
haha xD but lions are cute and AWESOME!
(:

well.. good luck to everyone on their Literature's paper tomorrow.. haha xD
god bless (:

wish i could see your smile again..