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• Horikawa Sachiko
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• I have mastered the art of the fangirl.
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• 2001 - third grade (Sailor Moon)
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• Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon
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• To find some purpose in life.
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• Writing, Reading, Watching TV, surfing the Web, Daydreaming
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• Writing and being a fangirl
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Saturday, March 19, 2005
My dearest Kitty,
My most sincere apologies for not updating yesterday, but I had a terrible breakdown that I will explain to you.
Part One
My mother has forbidden me to read the Harry Potter book series. Namo-chan has allowed me, however, to read her Chamber of Secrets book in secret. I have had the book for a long time for the simple fact I have little time alone to read it. I constantly fear my mother will discover it and I know the punishment could possibly result in me not seeing Namo-chan anymore. Well, yesterday morning I decided I had the chance to read it, but alas, I forgot where it was hidden! I looked every place it had been before, but it was nowhere to be found. I was in a terrible panic. I figured the last place it could be was the closet. It's fact my closet is a mess and you couldn't find a thing. I went to school and it was hanging over my head the rest of the morning and into the aftenoon.
Part Two
When I had gotten home I immediately tore my closet apart (the book was nestled safely between a crate). Now, I had a huge mess to clean up. It was a hopeless mess for most of the evening until I finally got everything back in. Then, when I got my soup from the kitchen a minute later, it spilled on my notebooks on my desk. This was when the breakdown began. I was overwhelmed with so many thoughts and so much to do I tried to clean up the mess with tears stinging my eyes. When it was unbearable and seemingly a complete diaster, I threw the contents at the edge of my desk on the floor and cried long and hard. I buried my face in the pillow and sobbed. My life is much more complicated than it seems. I wish I could confide everything with my friends, but it hurts to tell them what haunts my mind. I felt miserable for awhile after that, and even went to bed early.
I'm in much better spirits today, though I'm still not feeling as good as I think. I've been surprisingly free all day, so I've read some HP and Anne Frank.
Oh how I wish Mason was a bit like Peter! I want a trusting and lovely relationship like that!
Ja mate ne!^^
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