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Tuesday, November 04, 2008

I'm so bored of reading my economics notes for revision so here a little analogy that depicts what I’ve been through recently

Let’s say one day you decide to go skating alone, given that the exams were over and you were in a somewhat nonchalant mood and wanted to spend some time alone. You decide not to use your knee and arms guards and your feel confident enough such that the likelyhood of your falling down is literally zero. So you set off happily alone the path you planned to take. Suddenly you hit a rock and you crash towards the concrete floor. Feeling a pain gush down the nerves of your hands, you turn your head around and you realise that a deep cut has made its way into your hands. Slowly you drag yourself back home and apply antiseptic hoping the wounds would not get infected. At the same time you do all you can to aids its speedy recover. Several weeks later, your wound is completely healed. However there’s this tiny straight line that constantly reminds you of the past and therefore you decide against skating and decide to take up something new and of less risk.

One day at home you look at your skates and you decide that you missed those moments of carefree breeze and high speeds. However the prospect of falling against sits deeply within your mind and the scares leave too deep an impression for you to put on that skates again. And so deciding not to be tempted again, you take your skates and dump them into the storeroom. Closing the door, your vow never to look at them again.

Moral of the story? Some wounds don't heal completely







We did it TJ077!So proud of each and everyone of you!

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