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Friday, August 8, 2008

The Lit PT is officially killing me. And all I can think about is Band fingerings. I cannot believe this... Anyway, I should post longer posts but I don't really feel like it. I'm too busy worrying about warm-ups and exams. Band rocks. Sort of. In a way. Mixed feelings... I enjoy it but there's pressure to play well, too...

Sometimes... every step in life is a decision, and nearly every decision is regreted sometime or other... The only thing pushing me forward is the bed of roses waiting at the other end, and yet the route toward it is filled with thorns and brambles, waiting to scratch, injure... Every step could mean an injury, every step could mean a regret...

Happy memories fade away, yet the thorns and brambles never let go... The feeling of hurt, despair, anger, sadness... they will always cling on, never to let go for eternity.

All I wish for is just one day... one day to forget who I am, one day to forget my worries... Just for one day, is it that difficult?

Fading...

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