My heart aches whenever I talk to my sister. It's been a long time coming, but I think we finally have a very strong sisterly bond. She finally appreciates all the things I have done for her in the past and she understands why I've been so hard on her for the past 15 years of her life. I'm so proud of her − for taking on so much and pushing herself to the limit... kinda reminds me of myself 3 years ago. Thus, the reason why my heart aches. Journalism has taken up a lot of her time, plus she's taking the same work-load that I did, 3 APs. She's obviously tired all the time and she feels bad cuz she's spread out so thinly that she thinks she can't do anything right. When I talk to her, all the horrors come rushing back to me and I feel as if I'm back in high school, pulling another all nighter to finish a Hofstadter or cramming for another bio exam. Not that high school was a terrible time in my life, but Junior year was just so frustrating for me. I had wished with all my heart that Terri wouldn't have to go through what I went through. But, she's going through it now and I can't do anything to help her. I know that it's normal for Juniors to have to go through so much crap... heck, I went through it. But the big sister in me hopes for nothing more than to be able to protect her from everything. It hurts me so much to hear her struggling that I'd give anything to be able to take some of that stress away from her. I have a really sick feeling in my stomach right now and I can't help the tears from rolling. I think this is what it feels like when your heart breaks...