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themselves
I was always taught to ask the other person in a conversation questions, because, it is a good conversation if one gets to talk about themselves. Don't be expecting me to do all the talking any time soon!
major
For the two years before, the 4 years during, and the years after, I keep getting asked, "what is your major?" I have decided, against your, his, her, and their will, to do what I want. not just with my major, but with my life.
gone
As soon as I read the message, I knew that he was gone. How sad it is that the greatest of moments in life seem to be "gone" within the blink of an eye. One moment is pure bliss, and the next can be a shallow abyss of emptiness. Emptiness that results from just a few words, that soon sink into your consciousness and seep wicked, morose ideas into every part of your medulla oblongata.
chills
I feel chills go down my spine an overwhelming sense of dread. Instantly the cold sweat breaks out and at this point, I know if I don't lay down, the ground will hit me before I can say, "I feel faint."
seeds
The seeds were planting in my head. I would go through with this idea. Set my goal, strive to reach it, then marvel in what becomes. All my life I dreamed of getting to this point of motivation and here it was, dangling in front of my eyes like a paci in front of a baby.
emptying
My stomach is emptying. Again, I am hungry. Aren't I always hungry? Since the age of 6 all I've heard is how we should eat this, eat that, exercise like this, don't exercise like that, etc. Society has warped a natural thing- eating to feel satisfied from the fruits of the earth- into a math project with scientific problems. Even after going into a "Raw Food" diet and consuming the right calories for my body, by the end of the day, I'm still hungry.
hassle
David Hasslehoff. I wonder how many people thought of that the first time. Sometimes writing is a hassle, even though I never do it as much as I should. How lazy that sounds that I complain about even having to write. It is all for my own good to write, anyways. I am stuck, oh darn. Ah running out of time.