Well it is starting. Things are better finally, to where it is not the first thing on my mind. I don't remember until about halfway through the day, and even then I'm starting not to feel as guilty about forgetting. Things are good. Finally.

Peace
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I am Seventeen Years, Ten Months, and Twenty-Four Days Old.

I am a perfectionist, a granddaughter, a history lover, a writer, a Chevy driver, creative, a brunette, a nerd, smart, distant, a good kid, funny, a book lover, a sister, a fighter, spoiled, loved, hard-headed, short, an Aggie, obsessive, motivated, a blogger, a leader, witty, a movie buff, a daughter ,emotional, anti-social, happy, an aunt, brown-eyed, confused, a student, a journal keeper, regretful, a lover, forgiving, a cousin, stubborn, friendly, mature, not a follower, a girlfriend, an animal lover, family-oriented, a photographer, a music nerd, a twitter-addict, a converse wearer, a Senior.

I am different.

Peace

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