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~~Sunday, August 29, 2004~~ Oh oh ohhhhh camp pictures how I missed thee...Went to Costco, picked up some camp pics, made me cry ( insert random teenage girl rant about how life isn't fair here ) and I will have them up shortly. On another note, I believe I have made a dirty dirty vendetta with the soon to be freshman wide reciever who gave me lip today...oh, it's on. On another note....as fall starts to peep into our doors and whisper softly in our ears, I realize it's yet another chance to start over. However, different than other years, that's prescisely what I will do: start over. My name is Diane WIlliams and I am thankful to be here.I met a man who was wise beyond his years I laughed with a woman convinced she was Marilyn Monroe I traveled through countries ancient and refined I sought comfort in a little boy who had never been comforted himself I played with a young girl who is the spitting image of myself And through it all I learned As I progress through my years, I find myself experiencing Just to live life to get it through Is not what I will do My friends, I come to you now penitent and calmed I will not follow, I will not lead I will not fight, I will not keep peace But rather find myself Whether I may be found in the voice of that young man Or in the shining of Marilyn's eyes In the heart of that young lad Or in the soul of my little girl I will search long and hard Toil is not a fear of mine For I have found The best things in life Are the ones you work for Inestimable
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