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Listening to: Bob Marley - No Woman No Cry
                   “Everything is gonna be alright.”

How come everytime I hear this song I wanna break out the coconuts and grab a guitar and sing like I haven’t sung before?

I sometimes wonder whether it’s just a hobby, like is it more than just me messing about with some lyrics and peddling a tune? Because truly, writing is not the only thing I do when when I need to emote my feelings.

Sometimes, it’s a feeling that starts from way down in the pit of my stomach, like it’s yearning to come out and I can’t hold it back. Of course, here everytime I sing in my room, someone always hears me and then asks me about it the next day when everyone is at dinner.

And then it’s all embarassing because it makes me look like The Geek Who Won’t Stop Singing – which I am but you don’t need to be called that in front of your housemates It’s not a good rep, or so I’ve heard.

Anyway that’s one of the reasons I can’t wait to be back home! My parents are so used to hearing me catterwauling in the shower and they know the minute I’m awake and they don’t even ask me about it anymore.

And my bro and I can start jamming again! – damn I really need to get it all out of my system!

I should have stuck to my piano lessons, I went for one measly lesson when I was like seven and learned how to play Mary Had A Little Lamb with one hand and then I stopped because I couldn’t relate to it – to me at the time, it was just a bunch of black and white keys.

However it makes me wonder now if I could pick it up again, the kind of things I could do while messing about with it. I wouldn’t have to keep bugging my brother all the time, whom I love to death for putting up with me and my whining, “Please get the tabs for this song, Joshie!!!!!!!!!”

Shit, there’s so much I want to do with my life and so much I still have left to learn. It’s only now that I’m beginning to realise that if you don’t do something you’ll always wonder ‘what if’. And then that just puts you at the losing end of the stick.

If there’s anything I could say to my kids, it would be to trust in God and to trust in themselves and therefore to never let an opportunity go just because they were too lazy or too afraid to pursue it. If you feel for something strongly and you have nothing to lose, why not go for it ei?

Take this for instance. If I didn’t come here to study, I would never have experienced the Best Three Years of My Life.

Without a single fecking doubt.

Okay my babies, thanks for all your attention. Barath has mentioned to me that he seldom finishes reading the really long posts (ballsy, but you gotta hand it to him) and for awhile I began to censor myself but then I figured that the main point of my blog wasn’t to write for an audience but to write honestly.

And even if that meant going on for a book and a half, I just will and if people managed to follow me then kudos to you because if I began editing myself, I wouldn’t be honest to myself anymore and where’s the sense in that?

Yes. Because I do make sense sometimes
It’s rare but when you catch it you’ll know what I mean l

Right time to hit the books. I’ve been a particularly good girl today, I only Facebooked once.