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:: Sunday, August 11, 2002 ::
yes, i'm here again
i've had this entire weekend off from work; which in turn has left me with all of this daytime to kill. and so i'm here at my computer attempting to pass the time; waiting for night to come. its gotten to the point where summer definitely needs to end. i'm ready to get back into the swing of things and go back to school.
i went out with rob last night and we went over to this kid rick's house who was havin people over and we all just sat around, drinking and conversating. my friend jackie was there, home from ISU for the week, and we spent the majority of the night catching up, reminiscing about crazy times, and psyching ourselves up for the ones that are yet to come. 5 more days....ISU...here i come...
bittersweet it will be though, for i'll be leaving a lot of things behind...but like my chicas and i said, we're steel. life's hard, but it gets easier...
concerning maynards quote about believing...i'm still unsure as to how i feel towards it...i guess i'm indifferent...its definitely a different perspective than what i'm use to. it strikes something muted and hard to describe within me, but i feel that once you do find something to live for, as its said, it wont just be a fetish or a hobby. it'll be a state of mind, a way of living and devoting yourself to living your life to the fullest with NO limits. itll be a way of dividing one being from societies' influential ignorance. a natural high, both an emotional and mental, healing therapy that is as natural as it gets.
well, thats my piece for today...i'm going to see train, oar, and sheryl crow tonight at tweeter with my roomate sara and her friend jackie. its gonna rule. but then again, i think anything third row would rock. we're some lucky bitches i tell ya. but i guess the $60+ dent in my checking account will remind me that even Luck names it's price, if it was the hand of luck at all.
time to make some phone calls...
check your pulse; its proof that you're not listening to the call your life's been issuing you, the rhythm of a line of idle days, of idle days...
stellar lady:: Anonymous 12:24 PM [+] ::
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