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Forgetting.

Such a handy excuse.

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There is a beast inside all of us, waiting to rear it's head. It is called by many names - sadness, misfortune, apathy, unkindness, but it's true name is perhaps one and all of them. To truly escape from its grasp takes the best of one's efforts, and it is an effort that is bearable only when one wills it to.

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I haven't blogged in a while, mainly because there are a lot of things going on, like things with a whole bunch of people being so unclear and fucking vague that i don't know what to do with them.

I don't really get people, and sometimes i am disgusted by them, but i think, as a fellow member of the human legion, that i am entitled to a bit of respect, and well, maybe some other things besides. It just doesn't feel right, and i am extremely uncomfortable with a lot of things, but it guess this is just how things go and this is how

No i don't really think that way, haha. Call me spoiled, but come on now. A little more effort would be so nice. Even the tiniest fraction of care or honesty or anything off that wagon you push so lovingly. I told myself i won't be a fucking doormat anymore, that i would stand up for myself and be, well, less like this and shit but i guess old habits are impossible to break, and almost impossible to get out of.

"We have just enough faith to make us hate, but not enough faith to makes us love," says Jonathan Swift, author of Gulliver's Travels. Faith can mean a lot of things, and I guess these words never meant so much as they do now, possibly more for others than they do for me.

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Spanish class is easily one of the most interesting classes this sem, mainly because it turns out into a game between who can decipher what he said in spanish first. Some background: our professor's a true Spanish guy, as true as the sunlight that gleams off his head. I'm not bashing him or anything, i actually like the guy. Its just that when you fire off phrase after phrase of spanish words, i feel like digging a hole and screaming "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttttttttttt~~"

True story.

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Funny thing happened the other day. We were going to this killer resort spa - and i mean killer in a good way - when we got lost. Lol. Dad was silent, but you could tell from the way he stepped on the gas that he was irritated. Mama was at the backseat, and i could tell she was trying to patch things up. Lol. Sorry but it all just seemed so ridiculous - the whole scene with the three kids at the back.