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so for those of you who don't know.....this whole semester, i have had this strange relationship with the number "11"....pretty much almost every hour, i look at the clock on the 11.....ya know, when i wake up at 7:11, then look at the clock before i go at 8:11 and then in class at 9:11, and so on....

i stayed in a hotel room this semester and when i got the key, what room is it other than my good friend, 1111.

i just wanted to announce that as the culmunation of my semester has drawn to a close, everything came together for me: it was all leading to this on momenet:

as i took a left onto cumberland from volunteer, in other words, leaving campus for the last time after taking my last exam of my junior year, the milage on my car reached 111,111 miles.

perhaps this will break the spell; perhaps not; perhaps it's not a spell, or a coincidence, or a sign; perhaps it's just a blessing. i always get to start over at 1 again. always being renued.

so, i hope on November 11, 2011, at 11:11, i will be with someone i love and always remember these days, unless they follow me to that day.

by the way, im not superstitious, but i just think that it's pretty funny. God is funny, i guess. because time doesn't really exist. and such.