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Faced with the unutterable, words still disintigrate...
And ever new, out of the most quivering stones, music builds her divine house in useless space.
-Rilke
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I am moody.
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[I am not very good at html]
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sometimes i wish... [a blog]
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Tuesday, May 21, 2002
how's life?
"..3 projects, several tests [on which certain final grades depend], my job at lifeway, baccaloriate practice, making a budget for college/laptop/misc. college stuff, leading worship at this thing for 500+ people on june 3rd [have to practice a bunch w/ the band], thespian induction ceremony, last chance to see best friend [leaves monday for 10 weeks], an avid social life, picking classes for college, make-up work, graduation practice, and i just finished making sure the school's lit magazine [which i'm the editor of] went out alright..."
what is "no?"
what are "priorities?"
11:35 PM
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