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Tuesday, May 20, 2003

This will be me.

(Maybe.)

Why do I find it hard to write the next line?

When it all makes sense...

I'm so scared.

Am I supposed to survive? Dad says I will be a completely different person by the end. I don't know if I want to be completely different. I sort of like being lazy and in love. Of course, this is probably the opportunity of a lifetime. The letter they sent said July 26 through August 30. Five weeks of rugged outdoors life and lots of hard labor. I think it's silly that everyone has to wear blue work shirts. I guess it's no different from any other uniform one might be forced to wear on the job (yeah, $6.90 an hour, they say). I bet I'll look really doofy in the whole blue work shirt/helmet/jeans/boots outfit.

I don't think anyone should trust me with power tools.

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