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verb

1 make or become different

- alter in terms of: america began to change shape

noun

1 the act or instance of becoming different : the change from a society within an economic depression to a respected society.

- the substitution of one thing for another: a change of presidency

- a new or refreshingly different experience: Obama makes an interesting change from president Bush

An excerpt from -- 

Barack Obama: A New Era

A collection of quotes and sayings from the inauguration of the first African-American and forty fourth president of the United States of America, Barack Hussein Obama.

Ballot over bullet -

a more just, a more healthy nation.

History is your story,

faithful to the ideals,

they will be met.

Forty-four American citizens,

we, the people,

this generation of Americans,

humbled by the task before us.

Prosperity and the still waters of peace,

or 

gathering clouds, raging storms,

subjects of data and statistics

strangled our politics.

The challenges we face are real -

we have chosen hope over fear.

The time has come,

all are equal, all deserve a chance.

2009!

 

It's 2009 !

First of all, I'm sorry I haven't posted - I'm sure no one reads this, but it's still nice to try - in such a long time. I've been so overwhelmed, and I just haven't had the time! Secondly, I cannot believe it's 2009. Wasn't it just yesterday that we were all sitting down to our 2007 dinner tables, and then getting excited for 2008? It's crazy how fast time passes - and that is my greatest fear. That my time on this Earth will go by so quickly that none will remember me. I don't mean that no one will remember me - I'll have friends (not at the rate things are going now, though) - I just mean that my life won't have impacted anything. I won't have made a difference in the world. It's already 2009 and does anyone know my name? I didn't think so. Which is the point I'm trying to make - though I may not be clear and I may be complicating things. All I want my gravestone to say (aside from my name, date of birth and date of death) is She Was Here, and All She Wanted Was To Be Remembered. And then, I would like it to say: Looking past the riverbed, or running past the creek, I have always been a wander'r, never finding what I seek. I wrote that poem in second grade. Deep - right? 

So, I will come up with something to write about soon - I've been a bit brain dead lately. I got back my photos from my photography class, and I really liked some of them! To bad they weren't digital, or I'd share. I finally gave my brother his present - a framed selection of two photos from the day he went parasailing. One is a gray/tealy colored sky - the black and white film I was using was hinted green... hm. - with just his black parasailing silhouette and the other is the Parasailing sign with a fountain. I'll have to upload my favorite pictures I've taken in the past months soon - they're not great, but they're not awful.

And... I got a new camera! I know I already mentioned this, but it's a Nikon Coolpix - one of the really nice manual/digital ones. Doesn't make sense, I know. But it's great. I love it.

Thanks so much for reading, even if you didn't.

PS: Oh, and I would like to make a kind of random, peculiar statement. To all the people I will not meet in this lifetime, I wish you all a prosperous, long, happiness filled life. Make the best of it, make every second last, and may joy, friendship, love and compassion follow you no matter how far from home you travel. Know that no matter what you do, where you come from, where you're going and why you want to get there - no matter who you are - someone loves you. Somebody out there loves you. Remember that, every day, no matter how hard things are going. You are loved.