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horrible nightmare.
I saved a abused girl and I think I beat the abuser/torturer to death out of self defense. And I got hit really hard a couple times too (I think it’s because my arms were sore from moving stuff so that sensation reflected in my dream). Then her 2 partners in crime were so intense. I’m glad my floormates were there to help me :D Then after a long fight we the police finally arrived :D
In the midst of finals and the hectic last weeks of school. I missed out on counting a lot of this-is-the-last’s. (Especially with a final on Friday followed by moving out and birthday celebration… I really didn’t have time to dwell in my sweet memories.)
But this very last week had been truly amazing. I felt so blessed by so many people and memories. Even though finals were pretty horrible, and my grades didn’t look too beautiful, I really could care less because of all the precious relationships that have come out of it in this wonderful year. And I can say that God has been with me. And He will continue to be. That great hope I can cling onto when other things are fading and falling apart.
Times like this I think to myself maybe I did make at least a right choice,
and maybe I do belong. :)