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[23 Jun 2009|02:29pm] |
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One year older ...
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[17 Jun 2009|11:47pm] |
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Happy birthday, old man. I love you.
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[12 Jun 2009|04:10pm] |
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Three summers away ... basically, until London. Am I ready? I'd say so. Emotionally, I'm not sure. I doubt it will be any easier then Athens or Beijing. I'm sure it will still be difficult to look into the stands and see everyone but mom and I'm sure it will be hard to keep up with day to day stuff around the house while the training gets more intense.
The girls are going to have to help me out a bit around the house because if not everything won't get done. I can't slack off on my training and I don't want dad coming home to a mess ... so, I'm stuck in limbo with all of this stuff.
OH! Melody, where are my pearls? I saw you wearing them in that MySpace picture and they're still missing. Give them back. Now!
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[26 May 2009|03:26pm] |
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I know your eyes in the morning sun. I feel you touch me in the pouring rain. And, the moment that you wander far from me, I wanna feel you in my arms again.
And you come to me on a summer breeze, keep me warm in your love then you softly leave. It's me you need to show. How deep is your love?
I believe in you. You know the door to my very soul. You're the light in my deepest, darkest hour, you're my savior when I fall. And you may not think I care for you, when you know down inside that I really do. And, it's me you need to show. How deep is your love?
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