But The Quest for Beauty is a Beast.

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I'm going to either Rogers or Rader.
As relieved as I am my head still screams, "You don't want to lose your freedom! You can't go. Just give it a while. How will you go without soda?"
And I to this I say, "But I'm already a prisoner in a tortorous hell."
I really hope I get into Rogers. I'm also scared. Three flight changes, a night in a hotel... My mom says she won't fly with me, that I will have to go alone. I remember that in O' Hare airport the termals to change the flights I need are on opposite sides. Last time I had to run. I was on a pass and even then I thought my chest would explode from carrying my luggage and running to the next terminal.
However, it doesn't matter. Soon I will be free.

11:35 PM - Wednesday, Aug. 31, 2005
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