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Athazagoraphobia- Fear of being forgotton..  
*peaceee out 2006 - & welcome 2007 =] ahh so weird. its like yesterday i was wishing for this year to come. where it was my year. and i was finished finally with school. the year i would write in my notebook and count out the days till it came.. and now its here. and now my thoughts are changing, wishing maybe i could have one more year before 2007. it came so fast. a little too fast.. and now this is the year i will be a graduate & off to bigger & better things. pretty crazy i know.. but its still sinking in. i've learned a lot over these past few years of highschool. i've had my laughs & tears, but made it through. and so proud of myself that i've come so far. [new years eve] was amaazing. had a blasssst with my awesome [bamfs*] & my booo <3 couldn't of asked for a better night. *played guitar hero, brennan is basically the shit. like no arguments. hahahaha =] the day before, me & my loveee liz, got our noses pierced. that was deff an experience. lolll i flipped - she stayed calm... she held my hand, i squeezed it till she couldn't feel it any more hahhaaa [thats what bestfriendsss are for!] hahaha uhm, xmas was amaazing. my dad came home. spent that night with donnie. greattt night =] 



*just something* we can never got back again. that much is certain. the past is still so close to us. the things we would try to forget and put behind us would stir again, and that sense of fear of furtive unrest, struggling at length to blind unreasoning panic - now mercifully stilled. i believe there is a theory that woman emerge finer and stronger after suffering and that to advace in this world we must endure ordeal by fire. we all have known fear and lonliness and very great distress. i suppose sooner or later in the life of everyone comes a moment of trial. we all have our particular devil who rides us and torments us and we must give battle in th end. i myself have had enough melodrama in my life and would willingly give my five senses if they could ensure me present peace and security. happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind. of course we have our moments of depression, but there are other moments too. im glad that it can not happen twice - the fever of first love. for it is a fever and a burden too; whatever the poets may say. these days are full of little fears without foundation and we are so easily bruised, so swiftly wounded. we fall at the first barbed word. how a careless word could linger, becoming a fiery stigma, and how a glance over a shoulder, branded themselves as things eternal.  
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