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There is this fear of mine that I've always had, that consistently floats around in my head; that I am goind to end up wasting my life doing something that I wont excell at. Although the range of what one can excell at in some to most cases could be described as limited, I feel that a proper definition of the word can only maintain the proper

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[poo_poo_sam]

haha the funny thing is i have gone through almost the same deduction since we went back to school.

[krina_loves06]

Little do you know that your dilemma is not in the contemporary times you are "experiencing" right now. It is only when you think that you have decided, that the loaded double barreled shotgun that you call the world backfires in your naked arms. Much like the shards of metal that will be slicing through your three layers of skin,(epidermis, mesodermis,and endodermis) and probably through your nearly hollow bones as well, is how unforgiving and cut throat I have found this pseudo-paleozoic era to be. Commonly found is the illusion of a card dealer, with a cliche green plastic visor, tossing cards to your corner of the table, only to pull them back with an imaginary string before petty hands may reach them. I don't truly believe anymore that there is a destined location for us to arrive at one day in our insignificant "lives," a word used for lack of better terms to describe how truly minuscule we are in the vast dimensions that lay beyond our ignorant eyes. May I iterate to you that, beyond popular belief, these conclusion of mine