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up from my brain is where I bleed...
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Searching
Refective
Enigmatic
____M.Y.S.E.L.F
My life spins outta control without football.
Currently in search for inner peace.
Finding myself furthur and furthur away from it..
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04:33
Sunday, October 24, 2004
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It is the third day in a row that I am still wide awake at 0400hrs.
Damn the exam is turning my whole damned life upside down. I'm totally not in control now. Not even when I did the least I could to try to study. The concepts don't go in, my solutions give wrong answers, the standard solutions don't make sense.
I feel like puking up. My stomach is weird after all the sickening suppers in the middle of the night. My brain is packed. My limbs are strands of rubberbands.
I wanna fucking run up and down the fucking empty street from Hall 1 to 4 screaming at the top of my fucking lungs.
FUCK.
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