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:: Sunday, July 07, 2002 ::
I thought tonight that GW might want a picture for the facebook. And so I grabbed my senior portraits, and realized I haven't given any of them away.
I don't know how many of you might actually want them, but if you do, ask.
I also realized I don't have any of yours (and I mean -any-), and it's slowly dawning on me that a month and a half from now I may barely ever seen any of you again, and I'm gonna miss the hell out of all of you. So for the first time in my life, I want pictures. For this time in my life, I don't think I'm going to trust my memory. Of events, of places, and of who you are. But when I look back at where we were and more importantly when I'm having a lousy day, I think I'm really going to want to flip open a book and see smiling faces, of all the friends I lived this crazy life with.
So I want pictures. Or portraits. Something. Please.
:: Peter 12:40 AM [+] ::
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