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good job i have to arrange 15 songs for solo guitar in 3 weeks and perform them to a crowd of beer drinkers. Good job (y)

 Turns out I've been too nice a person, too passive, letting people run all over me without me fighting for what I want, what I believe in. It happened with you (oh yes i waited 2 years for you but let it go in a minute), and it happened again last night, where I gave up the courts just like that. I should start fighting for myself.

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 Seeing your posts that have recently been more often or not, sad, stressed, makes me wish I could do something, anything at all such that less of these stuff happens at this crucial time, even taking it upon myself.

I learnt today I shouldn't be too nice. And she was wearing a cross, I'm in no position to judge but hey, seriously.

 cheebs, i failed the first time, like pretty much most of the ppl taking manual. so so irritating, but i will retake and pass the second round. Pronto.
On a brighter note, Krav Maga class for the first time tonight. Can't rmb when was the last time I met a bunch of new ppl (: this should allay the disappointment. 

 life is short, and too good a thing to waste moping about a lost case. Tick tock, hit the clock.

I still keep hitting the kerb on my way out of the direction change station. So wasted. 

I could've given you all that and more....but you didn't let me....

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 I REPEAT AGAIN. DARN THE BMAT. Marked till Q15 for a paper and I had 9 mistakes. That gives me a conversion score of 7.3/9.0.

I SWEAR I COULD LITERALLY COMMIT SUICIDE NOW. ARGH I NEED TO PUNCH SOMETHING/SOMEONE. I JUST CAN'T FRIGGIN GET IT RIGHT ARGH

 For the first time in weeks, I allowed myself to lay my head down, and imagine, imagine life with you and life without, and then suddenly I awoke to gunfire, crisp, earthy gunfire and the wail of rockets, the clinking of grenades on concrete and the screams of a hundred men in their death throes. My vision cropped with red, and there was warmth ( Read more... )

 It's so horrific its not even funny. Getting hit by a car and being dragged a mile. But the worst bit of it is of course the person. An A* Scholar (Valedictorian I'm guessing), bright, young, promising, a good heart, just gone like that. On other days I'd ask myself what on earth was she doing out alone on the streets of London at 2am but that's a ( Read more... )