Mebbe it’s the jet lag, mebbe I’m still adjusting to the time difference. But I can’t sleep.
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I gave your question a little more thought, and this might seem overly simplistic… but its what I really think. If you love her more than life, then the pain of not seeing her will be unbearable. Much better to still let her be part of your life. If you’re willing to let her go because it hurts too much, mebbe at the end of the day you really love yourself more.
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Father’s Day in Norway was cool. But it suddenly surfaced a lot of things abt my father that I couldn’t chase away while I was on the bus. I love him dearly, but if I can’t be a much better father than he was, I’d rather be single and never have a child. Cos I’ve seen the kind of damage it does to a child, when you can’t be the sort of parent that you should be.
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The World Cup is a travesty, what with the number of bad referring decisions that’s rapidly turning the whole competition into a lottery – if you’re lucky you win a penalty. If you’re not, you win a red card.
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I’ve missed the piano so much when I was over in Scandinavia in 14 days. I still suck at playing, mind you… but the piano was always an outlet for my emotions when no one’s around… and I’ve had a lot to think abt when I was there, and there was a lot going on inside of me that I couldn’t express or vent.
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I might be getting a job real soon!!!! Whoo hoo!!! Now I can finally pay my bills. Grins.
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So much was going on when I was away, that I’m really a little overwhelmed right now, and have no idea where to start. And I don’t just mean the World Cup. So much happening to those around me, and even more to myself that I think I’m gonna need another holiday to run from the problems that this vacation seems to have created.
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I’ve come full circle to realize who selfish I really am, and how I really don’t know anything at all abt loving pple.
Am more than just a little disappointed with myself.
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Still need to sort out my Stansfield College saga.
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So much to write on the blog, yet everytime I start I think its either gonna bore pple cos they’ve read those sentiments before or else its too long. So I don’t write anything at all which I thought would be substantial, but opt for this kind of crap instead.
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I’ve mentioned this ad nauseum, but I really love Mike Gayle’s books. Sorry man. Its so terrible, my liking it. But at the same time I can’t help but be drawn to it. Paul says its cos I’m a helpless romantic. And I am. But its such an uncool thing to be!!!
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Yes, I’m officially u-n-c-o-o-l.
Sad, no?
I've been the king, I've been the clown. Now broken wings can't hold me down. I'm free again. The jester with the broken crown, it won't be me this time around to love in vain.
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