Gosh. What a way to interpret something. I don't even know the full picture. And yet I am jumping to totally far-fetched conclusions. But yet, I make myself believe the conclusions are true? Seriously hell of screwed feeling. Sorry for laughing at your nightmare in the previous post.
And once again, I agree to do something I don't want to. Fucking ghillie suit. Costs a fucking bomb, and loads of effort, not to mention time. I have tests. And a national examination. And I am making a fucking ghillie suit? Income is tight, and I have to pay for it myself? Total bull. Question is, why the fuck did I agree in the first place......
Yep. The level tests. I spent the whole holiday on worthless idle. Only towards the end I realise everything I should have realised since P5. Life is awesome. People learn at different paces, but is mine really that slow? Next year is going to be a nightmare.
Life is still full of suffering around. What have I understood? Not much in reality. I was living in one huge lie, told by myself. Now life is taking a huge turn. Right before the 'O'. Nice.
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