She wasn't supposed to go...
Everything was supposed to be ok... just had to wait until next summer.
Why...?
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Punctured and Patched
Thank you to whoever left this on the road...

Left a nice puncture in my driver's side front tire, forcing my dad and I to patch it up... now the tire is no longer new and I have to be careful with it. I hope the patch holds up... I drove a tire like that on my Cavalier for a few months w/o a problem, but I have to drive on this tire for at least another 4-5 years before it wears out enough for me to replace! Just my f'ing luck... I really pray nothing happens... but then, I wasn't planning on taking the car Auto-Crossing or doing any motorsports anyways... I don't have the skills =P.
Still... the risk of the tire blowing out on the highway... I really hope not.

Left a nice puncture in my driver's side front tire, forcing my dad and I to patch it up... now the tire is no longer new and I have to be careful with it. I hope the patch holds up... I drove a tire like that on my Cavalier for a few months w/o a problem, but I have to drive on this tire for at least another 4-5 years before it wears out enough for me to replace! Just my f'ing luck... I really pray nothing happens... but then, I wasn't planning on taking the car Auto-Crossing or doing any motorsports anyways... I don't have the skills =P.
Still... the risk of the tire blowing out on the highway... I really hope not.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Friday, September 08, 2006
Words
"It is easy to go from bad to good, but it will cost you everything to go from good to better."
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Tuesday, September 05, 2006
ECCCLC 2006
I was only there for a few hours, but just seeing how it was this year brought feelings of pride and joy. So many people... and so many that were so young... once again, perhaps there is hope for us yet.
Knowing what this camp had brought to me when I first went 10 years ago, and then seeing and hearing how others were just as touched and inspired as I was, it makes me feel happier beyond words.
But yet, a tinge of sadness still lives in me. The years have been hard on me, and I feel that I have started to lose some of what I had gained. I feel tired, wounded, and almost hopeless. That night I was there, I realized that I could only ask for one thing...
Father, take me home.
Knowing what this camp had brought to me when I first went 10 years ago, and then seeing and hearing how others were just as touched and inspired as I was, it makes me feel happier beyond words.
But yet, a tinge of sadness still lives in me. The years have been hard on me, and I feel that I have started to lose some of what I had gained. I feel tired, wounded, and almost hopeless. That night I was there, I realized that I could only ask for one thing...
Father, take me home.
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