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Don't Quit
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Don't Quit

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill.
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit --
Rest if you must, but don't you quit!

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out,
Don't give up though the pace seems slow --
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint or faltering man.
Often the stuggler has given up,
When he might have capture the victor's cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown!

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt!
And you can never tell how close you are,
It may be nearer when it seems afar.
So stick to the fight when you are hardest hit!
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit!


Today my grandparents made my day by sending me an Easter card with the above poem and a check for $100. It was so sweet of them and really just picked me up. I've pretty much decided I'm done with trying to make my parents happy because I don't think what I want for myself is the same as what they want for me. If I keep striving for their happiness I will never find my own and I think their disappointment with be less than my own if I choose their way. As for my grandparents, it is good to know that I have people backing me up no matter what I decide.

I actually got things done today and that makes me feel good because yesterday I was SO lazy. I got my room vacuumed and picked up and got my REALLY disgusting bathroom cleaned. Got all the dishes cleaned... and I really needed to get that done because I was getting down to not having any left! Then ran to Target to get some pictures back. I'm really sad because the ONE picture that was taken of me and Rich ended up being me with Rich hiding behind me. He better hope he didn't do that on purpose because if he did it's gonna be a punch in the nose. Ha!

I found out today that Dustin and Leah are now "official." Can we say "make me puke?" I'm beyond caring at this point, I'm sure Leah will screw over Dustin eventually and Dustin... well, he's an ass. I'm so angry, awhile ago he told me he didn't really have feelins for Christina but made me promise I wouldn't tell her because he wanted to tell her himself. Well he didn't tell her but they started hanging out all the time and he supposedly told her that she was the only one he wanted to "hang with" so I figured maybe he'd changed his mind. It makes me angry because Christina's my girl and I should have just told her. Dustin's spent a lot of time telling my secrets that I told him in confidence, sabotaging me to make me look like the bitch, screwing me over and lying to me. I should have told Christina, helped to spare her feelings, rather than keep his secret, a secret he only wanted kept so he could use Christina a little bit more. It makes me sick that Dustin could be like that. He's so good an manipulating people he could be the number one villian on a soap opera. Ugh, like I told Shannon, he's gross. He's just gross. There's no other way to describe it. He's just damn gross.

Man I'm tired. I just don't have too much to say. I think, and I hope, that that last paragraph is my last piece of drama and that I'm just going to settle back into my boring life. Eh.

More soon.
8:08 PM


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I'm just a girl trying to find my place in the world. I don't claim to be perfect and I don't expect anyone in my life to try to be that way either. I try to keep only good, positive and trustworthy people around me. I've been burned in the past but right now I feel like things are pretty good. I'm in the middle of re-applying to school, I work full time at Caribou Coffee and in between I just want to have fun. I am only 23, after all, and I want to live it up. Like what you see? Feel free to read more.

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