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Oh hello. I am Narah and I am 18. Dark chocolates,marshmallows and novels are my favorite things.



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Thursday, August 13, 2009


dilemma.
i am disappointed in myself.
in my negligence in wads important.
in my priorities in life.
i've been trying, but i can't change overnight.
i can't be a better, more hardworking, more dedicated, less lazy,more disciplined teenager the next morning.
i need time and i need motivation.
i hope i find it & maintain it somehow or another.
words spoken in the past has to live up to its name.
its a matter of prestige.
more importantly, its a matter of proving to them who i am.
its to prove to them that we're not all hopeless.
we're better than their kids.
its a matter of achieving something in this life.
its a matter of reaching out & actually feeling my dreams materialize.
& what am i doing?
throwing it all away.
i gotta prevent influence from playing sucha big role in my life.
let's face it together.
insyallah, i will have the strength,wisdom & courage to continue this.
amin.

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