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    Monday, October 03, 2011 || 9:54 am

    I finally had the time to stop. The past few 'what I thought would never end' months has now ended. I started to miss the click clacking of my fingers on the keyboard. I started to miss how carefree the first three years of uni were, despite not knowing it.

    So now, the feeling of liberation was replaced by the feeling of the unknown. A feeling stronger than the feeling of emptiness due to all of this coming to a cease, stronger than the feeling of being dirt poor, having$-22.00 in your bank account. I don't know. Maybe it's the feeling of the quiet before the storm. You know, once I leave, I probably won't come back. I really want to.

    I haven't been a good person lately, I've insulted an acquaintance saying that her mouth was so large it can swallow a whale, behind her back.
    I have no idea what this has to do with the whole feelings thing, but I think maturing plays a part in this. Despite calling someone a whale swallower.

    Foolish things that we've done are still good memories reminding us how young we were once.

    But I think, what I want now in life is entirely different from what I wanted 4 years ago.

    I had no idea what I wanted 4 years ago, maybe a short term relationship with a cute guy, or that $39 dress in the window of a shop that I probably wont go 4 years later.

    Now, I just want to finish up the report that is due on Thursday, and maybe in the future more ambitious things to come.