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For me today was the first day of school. Yeah, I walked onto the campus I had come to call home and felt not one bit nervous. I felt like I was at my grandmother's house. One of my old friends found me and we walked around. More friends showed up and I found them and we talked of our summers and anything else random.

I went through the day visiting my new classrooms and listening to the teachers ramble on. As is always the case, I ended up with one class that I don't know anybody in.

Now to skip to the point. I wasn't nervous today but I felt completely numb, depressed and empty. I did not see any of the older students that I saw last year, but about a million freshmen. The freshman class of last year(mine) was much bigger than this wave of freshies. And OMG! Freshmen really are annoying!! And my math class is all freshmen (except for my friend J who failed too)!

All through the day I kept thinking of Robert and without meaning to, I would stare into space and see a memory being played before my eyes. For example, there was one morning where Robert ran off with something of mine and I chased after him. I saw myself chasing Robert.

And yeah, go ahead, acuse me of not being over Robert. I suppose I am three quarters of the way to the finish line. I can't help it, I'm only human. And I will make mistakes. I have a feeling I will be making a big one pretty soon, although it would be fun. Ahhhh..........choices, choices, choices. Should I do the 'bad thing' or not?




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Mad monkey fling poo!


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The following comments are for "August Ninth"
by SingChi

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A good piece of writing. The words were very descriptive and the writing was well done. As far as I could see there was no grammar errors or typos. You did a fine job.

USGlen

( Posted by: USGlen [Member] On: August 13, 2006 )

thankyou
I don't know how I do that, when I was a child I hated reading. And even now, I don't like to read books (becuase I am too picky for what is out there) and even after my non-reading phase I started reading fanfiction for anime(that's how I got sick of anime). And um, thankyou.

( Posted by: SingChi [Member] On: August 13, 2006 )





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