The Serpent Bites the Same Hand That Feeds It

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May 27th, 2014

Over the course of this year,  many things have happened. Finally graduated from my god forsaken school, gave the most gruelling and intense exams of my life, started making music again.. err.. ate a shawarma for breakfast for the first time.. OK maybe this year wasn't THAT eventful after all. But still.

June 8th, 2014

I have mixed feelings about leaving school. Sure, the people at my school would act like jerks at times but there's something about that chaos I miss. It's weird,  I think a lot of the bullying I faced early on has sort of made me in to the person I  am today. I think it's made me more resilient and more able to adapt to situations that may not exactly be the most fun.

Though, some of it; especially during the 4th and 6th grade was just plain.. awful. If there's one thing I know,  it's that human nature is a very volatile thing.  I've the see the good and more than my fair share of the bad..

June 19th, 2014

It's funny,  the more I think about the excited I get. The next few months are going to be a breath of fresh air. College, no need to be stuck with people who don't seem to get you and are polar opposites of what you are and what you stand for like. Sort of like in the small student body school I graduated from. 

With people coming over from all directions you're bound to find enough like-minded people. Yes, I can see it now. My very own entourage. Yeah, I'd like tha... woah easy there ego of mine don't get too ahead of your self.  It's just college not Age of Empires or whatever strategy games you used to play.

Lets not forget, I still need to get into one in the first place.  Who knows what result day will bring.

June 30th, 2014

Great just when summer vacation starts to get interesting and I start making many plans with my friends I get yanked off somewhere else. Usually my uncle's place in the U.A.E.

And when it gets interesting THERE... I think you can guess the rest.

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