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Well, today has been sort of depressing for some reason. I really have no idea why. It should have been great. My first day of freedom, the day before Thanksgiving. But for some reason, I just haven't felt like doing anything today.

I read for like an hour and a half, which should have been fun, but it just felt like laziness and procrastination.

I took my chemistry exam, which was actually pretty good. I DID feel good having gotten it out of the way.

I watched TV with my sister, but the shows were all boring.

I practiced this song on the piano, but I didn't feel like I got anywhere with it.

I folded my clothes, but it took way longer than it should have.

And now it's five o'clock and I still have to clean the bathroom, sweep the porches, and empty the trash. I also have dance tonight. I extremely don't feel like going, even though I know I should (and will).

Today has been a depressing disappointment, and I haven't the slightest idea why. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. As some of you might know, I'm really paranoid about having good holidays. They sort of scare me (as does my birthday) because I'm always afraid I won't make the best of them and then they're GONE for a whole YEAR. As a result of the worrying, I sometimes end up spoiling the special days for myself.

-_- *sigh* Tomorrow will be better. It has to be.
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Favorite Boys' Names
401. Joshua
402. Caleb
403. Cole/Kole
404. Drew
405. Jayden
406. Alexander
407. Everett
408. Seth
409. Aaron
410. Daniel

Favorite Girls' Names
411. Khloe
412. Kyrie
413. Juliet
414. Riley
415. Raegan
416. Lauryn
417. Alazne
418. Adrianna
419. Maris
420. Piper

Futuristic Girls' Names I "Made Up"
421. Kaelie
422. Polaris
423. Eris
424. Neveah
425. Enigami
426. Bracy
427. Bree
428. Elle
429. Rakelle
430. Raeven

Futuristic Boys' Names I "Made Up"
431. Castor
432. Apollo
433. Xizon (I pronounce it "kai-zohn")
434. Jaxon
435. Blaise
436. Polar
437. Sol
438. Alecks
439. Luken
440. Rowan

Boys' "Word Names" I Made Up
441. Rex
442. Pilot
443. Polar
444. Ankst
445. Nano
446. Shade
447. Blaze
448. Pagan
449. Voltage
450. Next

(Girls' Word Names tomorrow.)

~Kendra

It's THAT Time of Year

Well, folks, it's here.

Exam week.

Actually two of them. This week and next week. It's the time of year (for me) when I really wish I'd paid more attention in class. And at home. And just generally.

This also means the end of school is in two weeks for me (or maybe it's three...not sure). I know, I know. Go ahead and scream "WHAT?!?!?! LUCKYYYYYYYYYYY!" But it's not like this year was easy for me or anything. I HAVE actually worked hard. Very hard. This has been a challenging year. Challenge I (ninth grade) is supposed to be the hardest of the highschool years, though, so maybe next year will be better. I get to take logic again next year, so it can't be all bad! Yippee! :) I'm such a nerd, lol!

Here's the bad news: in two-or-three-can't-remember-which weeks, I WON'T SEE MUCH OF ANY OF MY FRIENDS! Crap!! I love seeing people. I love hanging out. I love laughing and learning with my classmates. Sure, we'll get together over the summer, but there probably won't be one single time when EVERYONE is there. There will always be the person who couldn't make it. *sigh*

I also found out some bad stuff about a friend. Well, sort of. I sort of found out and he/she (not saying which) is sort of my friend. More like an aquaintace, and "found out" is more like heard it in gossip, but I can totally believe it. It's sad, but I think it might be true. *sigh again* Oh well.

Okay, for the heck of it, I'm going to tell you how my school system works. We call each grade level something different than most schools:

Foundations/Grammar (elementary school):
Abecedarians (infant through kindergarten)
Apprentices (1st and 2nd grade)
Journeymen (3rd and 4th grade)
Masters (5th and 6th grade)

Middle School/Dialectic (middle school):
Challenge A (7th grade)
Challenge B (eighth grade)

High school/Rhetoric (high school):
Challenge I (ninth grade/freshman)
Challenge II (tenth grade/sophmore)
Challenge III (eleventh grade/junior)
Challenge IV (twelfth grade/senior)

Haha, random. But whatever. I thought easier to understand some stuff I say if I explained that.

"Mirror" is going, to put it mildly, terribly. I haven't written much in over a week. I have no idea where this is going anymore. And I REALLY REALLY REALLY want to finish this story. I don't want it to be another Oh-well-that-was-okay-but-now-I’ve-lost-interest-and-it-doesn’t-really-matter-anymore story. I actually really LIKE this one. *moan*

Hmm. I don't mean to be so mopey. Some stuff is going okay. Dance is going well. I can ALMOST do the split I've been trying to do for THREE STINKIN' WEEKS. Today may be the day. I'm going to try really hard before dance tonight.

Studying is going as well as studying can go. I'm working hard and trying and retaining for the most part. Haven't even BEGUN to try with science though. I'm thinking next week is going to be horror on a stick.

There I go, being all depressing again. I'm not depressed, really; I'm just stating the facts and they aren't all that cheery right now.

Finished "The Boxcar Children" and "The Princess Bride." The former was pretty much what I expected. The latter wasn't. I always forget how disappointing the ending is. *shrug* Oh well. It's still good. Just don't read it for the amazing plot or anything. It's more like creative entertainment. I still love it and recommend it to anyone.

I should go. I'm actually done with school work (I even did math well today :D), but I'm rambling and I don't really have anything else to say. Bye!

Warning: Don't read if you have a history of depression.

My house is the black hole of depression. THE BLACK HOLE. My whole family is upset and so freaking stressed. You don't know. You can't know. My mom is crying, my dad looks so defeated, my sister avoids us, I can't even breathe I'm so...something. We've put everything on the line, and things just...fell apart. We can't move in, our house is in chaos, we don't know when we'll be able to move. We can't live like this. My parents have to work, my sister and I have to do school. My stomach hurts, my head hurts, my throat hurts (probably because I'm holding back tears), my everything hurts. Everything is dark. Nothing has color right now. This is a bleak, depressing, probably-melodramatic post, but it's how I'm feeling. I can't even write Creepy. I have so much driver's ed homework to do it isn't even funny.

Life sucks. And then you die.

Carpe diem?


P.S. I just had an interesting idea: I should have a blog called Carpe Noctem...hmm...

Vita Est Mala

Everything sucks.

I wrote tons (ish) of Creepy Story, and I don't even like it. I feel like 40 out of 80 pages are pretty much one big, long "dull part." *sniff sniff* This sucks. I don't know what to do :(

*MOANS*