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Wednesday, August 30, 2006


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I talked to Nisrin about it in the courtyard during lunch. She said that in India they believe that if you have the dream during some sunlight, it'll come true.

Right after "Trent" was talking, my dad woke me up, so it was about 5:45AM. Nisrin giggled when I told her this. I said, "Either he'll start talking to me or I'll meet some guy named Trent."

I think that's a badass name. I'm going to write a story about it now.

Everyone I used to hang out with in Art III is now in AP Art. I was going to take it, but I don't plan on attending an art school (I really can't because of my parents), and I already like my third block because it's one of two classes I have with Nisrin and we don't do anything but learn about college and talk about issues.

At least Paige is in my art class.

I used to like my art teacher, but he started ignoring me. So now I'm mad at him. So what if I don't want to be an art major? So what if my style isn't like yours. Fuck you.

Caleb emailed me. He gave me a lot of compliments on the kind of person I am now that I'm a senior. It made me feel special, but not the way it would have three years ago.

I'm beginning to fade from him.

I need to call Alex. I need to talk to Danny soon.

-Susan

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