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Wednesday, June 18, 2003
feelin' You know, I've had this account for more than three years now. I've recorded all the crap I went through with both of my Bens, two of my proms, my ups and downs with Chuck, my graduation, and a lot more in between. However, now that I've graduated and planning to head off to college in a few months, I really think that this diary has outlived its usefulness to me, and so I think it's time to move on. I'm not going to leave diaryland entirely; I've opened another account that I plan to use for when I'm in college. It probably won't be nearly as dense as this diary was as far as entries, but I'll still be around. I'm not going to post my new address; you'll have to email me to get it. I'm willing to take some of you with me to my new life, but I'm not going to leave the address for anyone to find. This diary and its archives will remain online until Andrew, the God of diaryland, decides that it's been inactive long enough and deletes it. I hope he gives me awhile, though, because I'm working on archiving my entries, so that even when the page is gone, the words will live on. And so, in the words of Douglas Adams, "So long, and thanks for all the fish." completed at 6:30 pm |
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© copyright to brackish productions 2001-03 Disclaimer: the names used in this diary are the real names of all persons involved. I did not take the time to go through and change everyone's name. If I did, I wouldn't be able to remember the names I gave them. Moral of story: just because I used someone else's real name in this diary doesn't give you the right to bother them, so don't try it, or I'll kick your @ss! |