The Byrds sang:
To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven
A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weepWell, the time has come to end this journal. It is a little bit sad, but it's what I
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Why? are you going? Will I get to see you again?
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However, I've done some soul-searching lately and I feel like the Internet has become a substitue for really doing something with my life. And the Internet does not mean the people I have met such as you. I mean the sitting in front of a computer screen for hours and days and weeks on end. Weeks that have now extended to years. I'm 25 years old and have yet to really begin living life. And I know if I don't do something proactive now, it could easily turn into more years. I want to give up that part of things but not the wonderful friends I have met through my time here. I could never turn my back on you and forget, and I would not want to. I just wish we lived in closer proximity cause people like you are rare finds. But we'll begin with November!
*big squeezy hugs and kisses*
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Cannot wait until i see you again hun, Is Aimee still going also in November?
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You have to always do what's right by you hun. And I am also very proud of the stuff that you can do on the Net. You are very talented and I have to say make the best icons and layouts of anyone I know. Plus you have excellent, excellent taste in men. ;)
I'm not sure if Aimee is going in November. I spoke with her after she came back from her trip, but I haven't heard from her since. I'll have to ask her, but either way, I'll be there with bells and whistles on! I can't wait. :)
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Anyways, do you even know what we are booked to do?
I've totally forgotten *eep*
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