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:: 10.01.2002 ::

First off, I'd like to thank a fine upstanding lad for recommending that I keep up on my current events. Now I am avoiding what I have to do, more than ever, but at least I am an informed citizen.

Secondly, you can all stop worrying about my commitments because I have decided to take care of the most urgent things first (makes sense, right?). My soccer team and planning test shall prevail. Master plan be damned, that's the way it's going to be.

Thirdly... aw shit, I forgot what that was going to be... no wait, I remember. I now owe my Construction teacher a six pack of Miller's (stupid traverse question). Hope he likes MGD. (And for those of you who know I am pretty much a Bud Light kind of guy, don't worry, I think I can handle this switch.)

Finally, I have done some thinking about age and growing up today, realizing that I am but 21 years old and I have had a pretty long enjoyable life. So if I live this long again, I'll be forty-two and that is still pretty young and still able to do lots of things. So I think I will work on some sort of list of things I want to do before I am forty-two. Let's say 40 because that is nice and round. Still a long time.

"I confess it's a shame when you're livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows your name."

"Glad I came..."
:: Freddy F. at 5:51 PM [+] ::
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