Another night of self pity.
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I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

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I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

I am me.

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    Saturday, January 23, 2010, 3:12 PM

    I am living another life, a lifestyle I never thought I would embark on. Is not exactly the worst, but I certainly have been better. People never understands and they shoved their judgements right into my face. I picked myself up and dust it off, walk out in pride. At least, that's how I feel. The silent compassionate stares are good enough to make me feel sick in the stomach.

    Preoccupied myself with something I used to enjoy, doesn't seem to take anything off my mind. Nothing seems to make me enjoy my day, my only consolation is a good chat session with the girls. Rattling about our lives, remind me of the good old spinelli's days.

    The road ahead of me is so bleak and gloomy, armed with my qualifications and what's remaining in my bag of 'confidence', I charged ahead. I know domo and the girls are out there, waiting for me to come through the dark hole.