If You come into my heart

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if you come into my heart

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Thursday, May 29, 2008 / 9:36 AM

This is so weird. So unlike me. I think I've changed. NOT for the better. Mixed feelings abound.

And it's making me crazy.

Sometimes, I think I just think too much. Worry, worry, think, worry, think, think. Dang.

And now I'm not studying as hard as I used to. Which was not very much anyways. But still, some studying is better than NO studying. My head is very much in the clouds. I'm thinking about fashion, sewing, selling stuff, making stuff. Anything but what I'm supposed to. And I'm having confusing, weird thoughts about what I'm supposed to be. And what I want to be. Now I know why we teenagers have a hard time of it. It sucks. Big time. Hormones running at an all-time high. Feelings running amok.

I'm way too paranoid and crazy for my own liking. I try to stop thinking bout it, but I can't. Seems my hardwiring is programmed this way. Not that I'm damaged or anything. Just mis-wired.

Shucks.

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