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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
(a reflection of my time 4:01:00 PM) ~~Thursday, August 26, 2004~~ Well well well...we meet again. It's been a busy world, full of chaos, wild poodles and ultra southern california heat. I have a golf game in about ten so this is going to be a quick post. Just wanted to say I will put more writings on when I get time (hopefully this weekend.) Sorry to anyone who thinks I've been avoiding them, I'm really not (well, unless you irk me) I'm just super busy. Kick off yesterday (or was it the day before that?) was fun, caught up with old friends and I was actually glad to see some people I didn't think I'd be seeing. Next school year is going to be verrrrrry different people- you'll see.I'd like to thank the man in front Who clapped and laughed and understood I'd like to tip my hat and bow To the peers who thought I could A simple praise a lavish heart Are all the same to me For in the end I see that now We're all without immortality Inestimable
(a reflection of my time 2:17:00 PM) ~~Monday, August 23, 2004~~ For those who have not been found:Dark castles build impossible bridges Mechanical animals turn into living art Forgotten ballerinas weep for their lost loves All at the touch of your hand Winter melts its frozen grasp Time turns a slow head towards progression Rain caught mid flight stops and sighs All at the murmur of your thoughts Stories lost in ancient libraries call out Runes of a whispered society rumble Laws and decrees passed by powerful men flicker All at the striking of your pen Lips press Eyes flutter Arms open All at the resonating beat of your heart Inestimable
(a reflection of my time 9:08:00 PM) Well....what to write what to write. Hmmmm how bout I start with this: I'M HOME FOR GOOD! haha really people try to contain your enthusiasm...I have a lot of writings from camp which I will start to transfer tommorow onto my blog....but right now, I'm three hours ahead body time and totally exhausted and my luggage was lost and i have golf practice tommorow and school kickoff but who's counting? (1....2....3....4....) god damn, I am....good night all- more later PS....my weakness-moby (got me through a four hour flight of screaming infants) Inestimable
(a reflection of my time 8:48:00 PM) ~~Wednesday, August 04, 2004~~ You can grow upOlder in ways and years Flare up with glowing eyes Let it all bother you and catch yourself in between But through it all In the end You are all you have Inestimable
(a reflection of my time 9:07:00 PM) Maybe as a child I was hurt Left amongst a crowded room of angry souls Torn and tattered to lie in the corner All the while smiling through plastic hopes Maybe you posed as a caregiver Threatening and screaming behind closed doors That lay locked and shut to all your friends and critiques. Maybe I deserved better Maybe you deserved less Maybe it was all a dream Maybe it was a nightmare to real to be viewed as such. Inestimable
(a reflection of my time 6:06:00 PM) On another quick break from camp...I must say though, I have missed this blog more than a lot of people I know. This summer has definetly changed me more than any other one thing. I got a lot more tanner, muscular, and grew up more than I ever though was humanly possible. I guess being in charge of 30 2nd and 3rd grade girls and knowing that they depend on you to sustain life is a sobering fact. I've made mistakes in life, hell I've been irresponsible and selfish and covered myself in lies and misleadings to make myself look better. But when you're carrying a little girl over a mile to the health center because your walkie talkie breaks and you're up a mountain and she's got a fever and is throwing up and shaking and feeling dizzy....then my friend, you grow up and you realize just how minimal and unimportant you, just YOU are. These little girls are the reason I came to camp. The reason I spend my senoir summer in the blaring heat stuck isolated in mountains with 80 other staff all in college cleaning and singing and hiking our brains out. This summer, I've learned to stick up for what I believe in, to look at the big picture, and hell- most of all, to care... Inestimable
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