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| Wow, I'd completely forgotten about this thing. This will most likely be the last post I ever make - xanga sort of fell out of style a year or two ago and though I do not fancy myself a trendy person, everyone I knew just sort of stopped doing it. This is the last flare that my craft sends up before being swallowed by the night.
School is wrapping up for good - two homework assignments, one project, and three finals are all that stand between me and my degree. Hermann and I will be living together in the Marina, close to the ocean in a very nice apartment that we can almost justify paying for. I'll be working for Electronic Arts on Medal of Honor: Airborne for next generation consoles. Where Lydia, my lovely girlfriend goes to school (Texas or here in LA) remains to be decided.
I don't know why, but I went through a lot of my old entries and while college went extremely fast, we came a long way. I learned a lot of things, had a lot of fun, made friends, lost friends, fell in love, had my heart broken, gained weight, lost weight, got old.
Officially it is my birthday and I am now 22 years old. When I was but 18 I was in a noisy, smelly, cramped dorm with a biomedical engineer who I had never met before and to whom I've barely talked with since. I met a good many people who changed my life and helped turn me into the person I am today, I both followed God and rebelled against Him, I did a great deal of things, but as it all ends, it seems it was all too fast, it was just too damn fast.
I am excited for my new life, in a sense, I dont have the same wonderous excitement as I did when I was leaving small spokane, not the same feeling of wonderous joy as I walked outside the opera house after my high school graduation or tense anticipation as I moved into my dorm, but more of a calm fear and anticipation, knowing that now, its all up to me to decide what is next and what I do.
I'll always remember these years at college and I know I can never have them back - I dont regret how I spent them in the slightest, but as I get older it seems that time just moves faster. The summer of my freshman year I worked lazily at a sandwich shop, slept a lot, did as I pleased and wandered about, losing track of both time and day of the week. I will almost certainly never be able to do that again. Where did these days go?
To those that are reading this, I hope that you'll drop me a line someday if we've fallen out of contact, or keep in touch if we haven't yet. Things are moving on now, and I cant help but wonder how they will turn out, but I am sad to see my college career end. I will miss the freedom and the carefree way we lived combined with the determination that we will become who we wanted to be. Now I am precisely what I had set out to make myself, and I wonder whats next, or if even what I wanted was such a great thing to begin with.
It is time to end these things as far as I am concerned. Maybe I will never write here again. Maybe I am just feeling particularly reflective tonight. In any case, I'll walk back into the night from which I came. Goodbye, good luck, God bless.
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| OS-tan tachi, Faito!
Clockwise from top - NT, 98SE, DOS, Server, CE, XPPro, XPHome, ME, 2000, 95, and unknown (the pilot)
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From espn.com:
"It'll be over before the half," Tuberville (head coach of Auburn)
said. "You give Norm Chow a month to get ready for somebody ... " ....
when the Trojans scored on the six-play, 89-yard drive that ended in
that 54-yard pass from Leinart to Jarrett, they lined up in six
different formations, using three different motions. That's the Tao of
Chow, the Trojan offensive coordinator who deftly finds holes where
none appear to exist."
VICTORY
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"I know I deserve Hell for my sins; what of it? Someone else has already paid the price for me; where He goes, I shall be also.
In other news; pizza + laptops for THE WIN
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