From My Heart, Through My Eyes, To These Words
James
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I never wanted to be 'one of those'. Marching to a different tune and singing to a different song, this is, yours sincerely, Me.

Talk No More
Sunday, June 20, 2010 @
Somehow I love the feeling of physical exhaustion... Call me sadistic, call me stupid. It made me feel alive today.

Still gutted that I hit the post today against our arch-nemesis team. Should have won, could have won.

Both my achilles tendons were on the verge of snapping on the pitch today when the referee blew the final whistle, any longer and I guess I'd be blogging from the hospital now.

Ok, I'm alive.

Met up with Di last night, after so many years. Enjoyed it, we should do it again soon. :)

The Way I Live - James

Manners would make a man
Apologies, to things can mend
Thank for what gets grant
Plead for what you want

Actions define your class,
Only from the heart it should be,
Instincts that reflects thee,
Hypocrites will finish last.

Do unto others,
What you would others do unto you,
But seek revenge,
And it only begets,
Another avenge.



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