From Me; To You

Deanna:
Undefined. No "bio" could complete my story.

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Your happiness makes me nauseous.

I should work on that bitterness thing I’ve got goin’ on.

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Permalink Normal people watched the superbowl. I curled my hair.
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In four days, my life changes for a little bit.

At school, we pretty much hate each other. We argue constantly and compare ourselves to each other. At MUN, we are virtually trying to destroy each other, but we become a family while doing it. And that is the best part.

I’m nervous, anxious, and beyond excited. I love this- this voluntary stress.

We will go. We will complain. We will live off of caffeine. We’ll pick one person in our room and set out to make them cry. We will win- whether we get the trophy or not, we will win.

MUN isn’t my life, but without it, my life wouldn’t be complete.

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Everyone keeps telling me that I’m going to be okay.

I need to know when I’m going to finally believe it…

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