Wake Me Up When September Ends
It has been exactly a month since I last posted something. I meant to post earlier but I didn't know what to write. Now is a good time to spit out my unspeakable thoughts because I think I've kept things in my head for a long time. So here we go...I had my PT3 Trials and Oral Test last month. Didn't go that well. Maybe I should start studying... One more month to go to the actual PT3 exams. Am I screwed? Fuck yeah. To sum it all up I fucked up big time for the last exam and I don't want to do that again.
Second thing to talk about: I am so emotional. I cry a lot and I need to stop. Why are humans born with emotions? Why do we cry? Why is there pain? Thats it. That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt. Does that sound familiar to you?
Some people I'm close to are having life technical difficulties. Why can't we run away from problems? Sometimes, I think of running. Running away from people. Live somewhere with strangers. Why? Because people hurt people. That’s people. We arrive, consume what we can and then leave. Like locust. Deep as fuck.
And to celebrate September, here's Wake Me Up When September Ends. (Wake me up when 2014 ends, please)
Anyway, thanks for reading,
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