i've been considering my dads constant claim that i 'must be anemic', but wouldn't they have been able to decipher that when i had a blood test last year? i, obviously, know very little about diagnosing anemia. i am, most definitely, not willing to let anyone play with my blood at this point in time, so i will not know if the accusations are true anytime soon. for now, i suffer. what's new?
school is officially out this thursday. i'm still unsure of how that day is going to be. if i'm lucky, i won't end up crying. i hardly ever cry, but lately it's been happening a lot. moving is just so emotionally exhausting, especially if you become attatched to places and people as strongly as i do. last thursday was amanda's last day. that wasn't as hard as i thought it would be, but that's only because i didn't find out it was her last day until friday. i already miss her.
i just hope that i never forget all the kids at this school that have made my life better, brighter. i hope that the good memories, just this one time, won't fade away. that's all i want. i don't think that's asking too much.
p.s. i got dry by augusten burroughs in the mail yesterday, and i've successfully made it to page 17. it might not sound particularly impressive, but at this point in time, for me, it's amazing. i probably won't be able to get much farther anytime soon, but hey, 17 pages is a start.
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