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HAPPY BIRTHDAY PATRICK,
haha this photo never gets old! Enjoy A Level CLB and Math later. If you see Patrick, feel free to taupok.
Filed under: Jesus wants me for a sunbeam
I’m not sure about you, but there’s this thing in the air when the major exams roll around. People start reacting to pressure and there’s also an atmosphere of solidarity, of going through something epic together; like LOTR when Gandalf stands in the way and goes YOU SHALL NOT PASS. But I’m allowed to wear my Gladiator sandals to the exams so well, A Levels, THIS IS SPARTA!! (Leonidas kick)
But its beautiful to see the way people open up, and everyone starts supporting everyone else. Like the mass encouragement movement on twitter, and the magic of Mr Rajoo’s sms that got all the history students excited. You see it in the mornings when everyone is going about their little pre-exam ritual, when people for that half hour forget that this exam is on such a selfish individual enrichment level and that the person beside you is your competitor and just lavish in the company of friends. Arms are thrown open spontaneously to give whatever little comfort they can provide, and in a split second of being enveloped in a hug with friends you love is probably the best feeling in the world.
I’ve always dreaded my 18th birthday because I knew it would be smacked in the middle of As. But this year it seems like being surrounded by everyone and the solidarity of going through something big together is going to make it the best one yet.
Please find this
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Alis volat propriis: she flies with her own wings.
What’s left to lose?
You’ve done enough
And if you fail well then you fail but not to us
These last 3 years, I know they’ve been tough
But now its time to get out of the desert and into the sun.
Filed under: Jesus wants me for a sunbeam
The thing about the A Levels is, you start to realise who exactly are the friends who’d come through for you, those that watched you grow and believed in you every single step of the way. And because I probably won’t get a chance to blog this once the panic rolls around tomorrow, thank you all, you are very very much loved. :]
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1. In the 6 days between 5 and 10 June 1967, Israel tripled their amount of occupied land mass. In the 6 days between today and the A Levels, I too am hoping to do great things.
2. I never liked your music. I said I did then, because things are beautiful when you love them and at that moment I loved it because you did. We walked into Topshop and you started getting very excited over a shirt of some famous 80s band and I was mentally juxtaposing it with the fact that you only ever sing Aslyn or Lifehouse when you forget that I’m on hold on the phone.
3. Why, I have a penchant for the dramatic panorama yes. I know you hate it but I couldn’t help it.
4. You never said you liked my music.
5. Current job offer count: 4; Debate coach, law internship, lit teacher x2.
6. Patrick and I are having our birthdays next week, which is really really sad because it means there are A Levels. And no cake. 
7. Lewd hand gestures suggesting vaginal penetration from across the school library (and a doggerel manner of name calling, i.e.: Bitch) are highly inappropriate.
8. CLAUSE (A) FOR 11 NOV: All birthday gifts must come attached with a hug.
9. CLAUSE (B) Should said gift be afore mentioned hug in Clause (A), it must be accompanied with declarations of undying love.
10. CLAUSE (C) Recommendations For Gifts. See also: Diana Mini, oodles of film, asos.com, and Little boys.
11. What’s left to loose?
You’ve done enough
And if you fail well then you fail but not to us
These last 3 years, I know they’ve been tough
But now its time to get out of the desert and into the sun
12. Even if its alone.
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I want to write: you are better
than cherries.
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The Pentagon is spending $650 billion on the military. Its African aid budget is $4.5 billion. I’m doing my best with the big questions, but i have a small one too: Do you love me?
Sabrina dared me to do this a few days ago, so here it is!! Mr Rajoo, you are much missed.
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But we can’t live on the moon, and we can live here on earth. I don’t want speculative space; I want to be with you.
