Guess it comes as part and parcel. Utter sense of deja vu and it's really upsetting, A / R, you guys should understand. Everything's a mess of late. I'm really trying my best to squirm out of the patrolling stint and the events around me aren't really helping. (For those who didn't know, those mofo pricks in my office are intending to send me down to patrol come Sept 15th.) Like hell i'm going down. Well i guess i don't really mind, it's extra money but its a heck of a suckky job. Talk about being too high ranked to patrol.

Its high time i handed in my Uni applications and i'm still back at square one. I guess i've been too into everything else in my life (yes, the damn fishes) to even think about it. I shudder at the thought of not being able to make it in. I gotta, i wanna. My dreams feel like a pendulum swaying in between the continental borders. Yeah i still am dying to go.

Silvery trails seem to recur so much. This misery eats me alive.

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