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1/23/13 – 7th period, Honors Calculus
I am a high school student and have recently started to record my experiences in class as my school day progresses. I cry out silently, listening to my deepest thoughts and emotions echo off of the...
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1/24/13 – Before school, on the bus
Why is it the boundaries of what exists and what doesn’t are drawn by the senses? The surreal is not imaginary, it is a separate metaphysical dimension. The senses are only determined by an...
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1/24/13 – 2nd period, French 3
Why do we learn? Why do we sacrifice? I remain caught between opposing sides of serving a higher purpose. To be a martyr for the oppressed, to dedicate and possibly sacrifice oneself in every sense is...
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1/24/13 – 7th period, Honors Calculus
I am trapped in an ocean of meaningless conversation, floating on a door of unfulfillment. It has a brass handle. I drift in and out of consciousness with the up and down of the swells. Rage at my...
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1/25/13 – Morning, on the bus
Silence. He hangs in the air around me, refusing to leave side, clinging to me like grey does to an elephant’s hide. Hide. That’s something I try to do, but the funny thing about Silence is that try as...
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1/25/13 – 1st period, English 3 Honors
Such jealousy from a subtle glance. The blaze a slight smile can ignite. We may not actively seek attention, yet each slow glance between them drives an icy dagger of resentment into my heart. But the...
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Welcoming Generation Y
Some of you probably have noticed that the posts over the last few days have appeared to be the journals of a high school student. That is because they are. It has long been an intention of mine to...
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Black Hole
I inhabit the void, the vacuous space between life and death. I often catch sight of tourists, standing on the rocky cliffs above, staring out over a shoreless sea of nothing,naked and shivering,...
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