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Christmas is over… Now time to reflect on the year you had.. When you do… Look back at all the great things you have achieved not at the bad memories..
I manage to move out, went on a few holidays, nearly half way through my studies, met some amazing new people in my life, had great memories with my besties… Made it through some tough experiences.. So all and all a very good year and next year I’m expecting more great things because I’m going to make it happen!

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Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

An you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

Haruki Murakami | Kafka on the Shore (via blogut)

(via quote-book)

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If found please return to mental hospital

So I’m on the path of self discovery, I’m at that stage in my life where I feel I have to find myself. Where did I lose myself do you ask? Good question! I have no figgin clue! So I thought what the heck lets start something new like blogging maybe it will help me discover better standard written English in terms of my bent Vietnamese accent. So bare with me as I enlighten you with the world of looney ville.