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Dustin's Diary

A look at the day's happenings and thoughts. ~Read at your own discretion. This blog is from the mind of the author and contains opinions that are of the author. It is no way endorced by any other company or any other body.

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Location: Rimersburg, Pennsylvania, United States

I am an enigma. A perfect right hand middle man living safely supported on the edge. Complicatedly simple or simply complicated, that's for you to decide. I lose the games I play & win the ones I don't. I'm not here to play games. I'm here, there, everywhere. Often I like to feel as if I'm the world. Other times I want to melt into the scenery. I see myself as a familiar stranger standing along the street as life speeds by. I like strangers & love my friends. I laugh when people fall but offer a helping hand. I hate people but love working with the public. The Constitution is wrong, all men are not created equal; they should be. I believe that not everyone has the same opportunities; it's what you do with the ones that lay before you that determine who you become. I like to walk. Running is too fast; but some roses are meant to be seen & not smelled. Time is an illusion created by man. I’ll create it for those who are willing to do the same. Your birthday is important to me & hope mine is to you. I tend to give more than I receive. Respect & appreciation are key. Conversation is a gold mine; knowledge is wealth & power. My intelligence is my most prized possession, don't insult it.

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Today was an uneventful day. Got up... showered... watched Ellen... homework... bank... Days of Our Lives... Oprah... homework...Kingdom Hospital... and here I be.

One day til I'm officially on spring break and two days til Daniel arrives. I think this weekend I'm going to call a few friends that I haven't seen in a while and invite them out for lunch. It was kind of a ritual thing that we used to do since graduation but alas like all good things it ended. But it's not beyond the point of reparation. Nothing is ever so bad that it can't be fixed... I wonder though about Shawna and I's friendship... still waiting for the call back.

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