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Thursday, October 30, 2014
Mysteriously Underachieving
There is only one word for this here blog - disgrace. One gets the impression that nothing noteworthy happens EVER.
The year's almost over. Have you achieved anything? At ALL?
Well... no, not really. So?
Looking fab all day is hard work, too.
Perhaps a bit of a soul search is in order: are you leading the life that you want, REALLY want? If not, perhaps you should dare to ask further. Possibly along the lines of: WHY THE HELL NOT?!
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