and look, i have finally conquered that word 'rhythm'. for the greater part of my life i haven't been able to spell it successfully at first go, always 'rythm' or 'ryhthm' or something similar to that but yet always wrong. but yet now theres a reason i can do it properly,
'i am very smart.' - Mourinho, June 3rd 2008
Yeap Yeap sounds good. But bullshit aside, my grandmother's condition is deteriorating at an alarming rate. i reckon i'll have to make a trip up to goldcoast sometime in the very present future.
ha ha get it? present future, oxymorons tsk.. oh alright, but nothings really that funny anymore. ie cancer stage 4b and having to go to the hospital every other day for infusions and liquid drainage from the lungs.
its really pretty startling. all my life my grandmother was pretty much the epitomy of strength, never needing nor wanting sympathy at the same time not offering much to others; though to be fair she hasn't really caved in the face of disease. at least not mentally.
sigh but i guess life goes on. i'll have to put my plans to learn fencing on hold just yet so in case if i have to rush up anytime soon i won't be missing too much of my classes.
but in retrospect what are all these if it means being able to see and accompany your loved ones through their last few months? the final lap of life left before the cruelties of death snatches them away.
torres to score first, spain to win by a single goal margin. Damn. should've placed a bet,
ja.
-jonout
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