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My Last Year
Something I hadn't heard out of him since we were little. I really miss him, despite the lack of "sibling-sick" pain that I would usually feel when he went to spend a weekend at a friend's house, I miss him. This is starting to sound too dramatic. Well, I have about thirty minutes left of free time before I have to get myself to bed. Yes, I have set a bed-time for myself because I need my beast-sleep. I know from experience that I can get pretty nasty if I don't have enough sleep, and I'm trying to cut down on that. I don't mind having a bed time as long as I get to stay up late for two days on the weekend. At this point, I don't mind school one bit. I actually missed it. It's not something you really hear from a kid, but yeah, I missed school.
I'm probably one of the only kids in my school who loves to learn. My mom tells me that knowledge is dangerous, and it is, only in the wrong hands. I'm smart, I'm silly, and I'm not a psychopath. I could be, if I wanted to but I'm not. I'm just weird because I like school and most things that guys do.
I love videogames. If I could play them everyday I would, school sort of interferes with that now. I know that if I turn on my Xbox, I won't get off. That's just it, so I don't play my game systems till the weekend comes around. Anyway, I digress.
I have to get ready for school tomorrow, cheers readers!

Monday September 13,2010:
So, I got through my first week of school, now I'm on my second and it's all right. I had some trouble with my math homework but that's normal. I realized today how pathetic I can be when it comes to my missing sibling. I didn't realize how hurt I was when I remembered the day that he left to become an adult male in society today. It's quite a scary realization because, in about nine months, I'll be in the same position. I never wanted to grow up, I never really want to. I told myself that I'd be the ninety year-old woman who goes trick-or-treating on Halloween. I never want to fully grow up. Never, ever.
My dad was super nice today. He bought me a nice new red X-box controller for my shiny black X-box 360. It's one of the nice new ones with the built in wi-fi detector. He told me that eventually we may get the Kinect for it. I looked at him and I gave him my cheeky buck-toothed smile. I turn into a noodle for video games. The fact that I'm in a programming class at my high school is just turning me into spaghetti. I just can't handle the fact that I'm one step closer to working in my dream job! Well, almost one step closer. I have to graduate first. There I go sounding like any game nerd out there. Oh, god. That reminds me. There's this annoying girl in like four of my classes who claims to be a "rare", and I quote this,

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