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To any future or current senior that plans on renting a house with a group of friends for prom weekend, don't. 

Yesterday I found out my dog that I had for 12 years, died. He had chronic heart failure and the doctor said that there was nothing we could do.

He was family. Everybody is hurting. His name is Captain James T. Kirk. Kirk for short. I'm angry. I really loved that dog. It's not fair. I have a whole new perspective on life.

I want my dog back.

I wont leave, not for this, not for anything

I can’t promise you

Everything will be okay

But I can tell you

I wont go away

 

I’m here for you

For today

And its true

I wont go away

 

I’m here for you

Everyday

I wont go away

I'm a prisoner

Of words unsaid

Just lonely feelings

Locked away in my head

I trap myself further

Every time I stay quiet

I should start to speak

But I stop and stay silent

And now I've made

My own hard bed

Inside a prison of words unsaid

I'd like to think that I could've written something like this if she hadn't published this. 

First hug. First kiss. First time. 

Today I am participating in the "Day of Silence" to draw attention to the growing problem of LGBT bullying and harassment.  I did not participate last year because I felt as though the cause was irrelevant to my life because at the time, I had no gay, bi, or transgenders friends.  But recently, all of that has changed.

One of my closest family members has recently come out as a lesbian.  Although my family and I are a little bit skeptical because she is so young, we are still considering the seriousness of it all, and we are making sure that she feels accepted. 

I realize that there are some families that would be very upset at the idea of one of their members being homosexual.  My family is very open and loving, and I know that if more families were like mine, more people would feel comfortable with being who they truly are and expressing their inner feelings.

Music + laughs + conversation + sing-alongs = road trip!

It is coming, soon.... very soon...

 Missing. 

All black scenery

Setting is a church. 

It was raining, inside. 

No umbrellas. 

Battle cries of

young and old. 

Makeup and thoughts,

Running.

There was no color, but 

the flowers. 

There was a count of everyone.

There was some one missing. 

He said he could do anything. 

He said he can make miracles. 

He said nothing happens without

a reason.

He said that he is always there.

Yet He is missing. 

I planned my Penn Previews day tomorrow on purpose so I get an extra day of Spring Break on purpose. Yay!

It felt good to go out there tonight against them Nationals. I can't beLEEve I had 13 k's which tied my record and also a club record! Hopefully Roy Os. goes out and pitches his butt off. (we'll see)... Well, time to watch our close neighbors the Flyers!

I think the best word to describe my mood would be happy. 
Today went exactly how I wanted it to. 
Everything worked out well. 
I'm happy. 
That is all. 

So for the past week I have been applying to jobs because I felt that I would need something to do until the Summer. After a few days with no replies, I decided to give up. On Sunday I began to make a list of all the local stores around my way that were hiring, my list narrowed down to Staples and Target. After applying on Sunday, I didn't expect to get a call back from either, in fact I didn't. Today for some reason I felt like I should call one of the stores to check on my application. I decided to call the store closer to my home, Staples. While on the phone, I asked for the manager, he asked for my name, but he couldn't find my application. After five minutes or so he figured out that he was looking for "DaPonte" instead of "DaVonte", once he found my application he asked me a few questions about my school. Then to my surprise he said, "How would you like to come tomorrow for an interview?".  My instant response was of course. Then he said, "See you tomorrow at 5...". 

So today I received some of the best news while in school. I received an email to my cellphone which read "FWD: Emma Bowen". About several months ago I'd applied to an paid internship/scholarship, where I would work at a television station: NBC, CBS, ABC, HBO, Comcast, or A&E every summer until I graduate from college. The paid internship would also give me $10,000 a year for college. While in college I plan on majoring in Broadcasting, and something else along the lines of digital media, so this internship would be perfect. Well, today when I received the email, I expected to read a paragraph telling me that I should apply again next year. But to my surprise, the email read: Congratulations! You have been selected for a phone interview on Saturday , April 16^th@ 9:30am. "

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