2:55 pm - Monday, Dec. 22, 2003
Song:
When I told her, I felt suddenly like it was no big deal. She's the writer, she's the one with the talent, she's the one winnign contests. A local writing contest is nothing, and therefore, winning Gold Key is nothing. First place, highest prize, and I'm not proud of myself, because it's not that big a deal.
Knowing her ways, I can't believe these were her feleings. I don't believe I can. But I began to negate the meaning of it, until the point where I was ready to decide once and for all that I would not read it for the group. I can't stand up there as a winner when I feel it hold no meaning.