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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 12:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 1:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 8:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:10 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:15 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:23 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 9:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 24, 2008 11:41 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 3:40 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 1:14 pm
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I've been plagued with disturbing dreams lately, possibly because so far my job search has been fruitless. I plan to travel to Minneapolis and Saint Paul sometime next week to search for jobs there, in hopes that I find something to help.
Anyways, my dreams (both daydreams and nocturnal dreams) have been plagued with me either going to some form of military training or with me committing seppuku in front of my family. Both dreams are bad. The military training has always ended poorly, with me dying, while the seppuku in front of my family was done in spite, with me reciting how "I'd rather be in hell than see you treat me and my sisters that way." A bit disturbing, ne? But neither of said ends that I've dreamed are honorable at all, and, frankly, I consider them really escapist of the situations I'm feeling.
Heh... It's all one cyclic turn, for I've had these thoughts before, and at the same time of year, if people in this guild remember. While I would have the discipline for military service, and, after some extensive training, I will be more than fit enough to actually enter the armed forces, I personally don't see myself in the armed forces because it's not my calling; I have skills suited for other public services. Furthermore, I'd use military as an excuse for escapism, and possibly, an excuse to die. So, I definitely can't do that.
Seppuku though... I'd use that to spite my parents, to show them the zenith of what they've done to me, and, from what I've seen, what they're doing to my sisters. It would have no honour in it; I would disgrace it as a tool of torment for them. Plus it's another escapist practice that I don't want to do. There's no other way to really reach my parents. They don't listen at all to me, or to my sisters, and take any comment from us as insubordination, so it's really just impossible for communication, which makes my life and my sister's life (my sisters I worry more than myself) just miserable.
*sighs* I sort of want to get some beer, or something of that sort, and a few friends who wouldn't mind having a pity party in real life. I wouldn't even know the reason for the pity party, but self reality checks can only get oneself so far.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 4:25 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 8:55 pm
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