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Monday, February 08, 2010
i had a horrible day. thats it. i took a test. it felt good. accounting has never felt so good before. ive never felt so dam confident about an accounting paper. i got to know my project results. it was lousy. it got me very very sad. not cause i didnt try. but i wasnt good enough. i wanted to. lock myself up. and ask why? then i heard a guy with a guitar. it sounded so good. i thought to myself. why do i keep on singing? why? then the day continued. i dont even feel like saying anymore. but i felt so.so i dont know. broken inside. just cuz (its nth) but i kept having self reflections. about life, studies and and stuff and i thought to myself, where do i stand? what do i want? where is God in my life? i wanted to lie in bed and watch a sad movie. so i did. i watched seven pounds. hugged a pillow, one packet of beautex tissue in my pocket in case anyone walked into the room when a sad scene came up. didnt cry la. teared, badly i admit. but didnt cry. and and. it changed my day ( the movie JUST ended, but still i feel better already) and. its those movies that makes me look at life from a different view, appreciate what you got. and i got to know of this incredible composer. Angelo Milli just play this on your background and see you if like it. i dont like. facebook. im quite sane now and ive come to see that its not practical to use the com anymore. i waste time, it could have been used studying, cleaning the house. get better grades. lessen my mum's workload. read the bible. know God's word. anything. just. no more fb. i'm going 1 week without it. not even to check on my updates. nothing. I, promise. |
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