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Monday, March 9, 2009
Just another lump in the throat.


I was awaken by this week's majestic torment.
Everything was surreal and it was like a massive consumption of coffee overdose
with a little hint of sweat, thirst and desperation.
In other words, it is like dry humping a camel on the Sahara desert.
I was quite surprised that i managed to pull everything off and with tiny lies here and there
but most of all I feel so blessed that I am in one of the good books that somewhat entitled me
to get a way better opportunity that most failed to.
I guess accepting and being yourself really has it benefits!
It is either that or you bumped into 'crazy' in your life.
Now, its just another lump on the road needed to be run down and flatten
and we're back to square one once again with the hopes for the better.
Fingers crossed.





An old friend rekindled my worries and fear that I have to face sooner or later.
It was over fermented yeast and yes it led to a greater worry and shivering fear.
I was again reminded by the mere fact that numbers make a difference and acceptance
plays a part in this part of my life journey and somehow this is when
the timid ten year old kid in me starts to creep out again.
The ten year old that barely spoke a word and hid in the library with stained shorts.
I want to believe that everything happens for a reason,
but there's always a layer of uncertainty in every aspect.
So, I was told to let the answers fold out and let time dispels everything
but the anticipation is such a major factor that it is giving me these wrinkles on my forehead.
I guess i need a little bit more guidance. But this time round from a new breed of people.
Hopefully, a plastic surgeon.



On another note, I'm somewhat feeling a sense of a new atmosphere
An atmosphere I can breathe in and be in total control.
It needs to get some getting used to though.
It really made me realised the importance of everything.
The things that matters between the people that should be shot at
and have their blood smeared on their faces with my bare hands.




PS; some people need to learn that the world doesn't revolves around them
and honey trust me it will never because I was once there.

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