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    <email>wraith85_m@hotmail.com</email>
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    <title>'And I think somebody somewhere must be tolling a bell.'</title>
    <published>2038-01-19T03:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-25T23:59:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bat out of Hell by Meat Loaf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologies to Jenni, Chris, Lucy, Rachel, Giles and my housemates (none of whom read this, so meh), and anybody else who has had to deal with miserable Mike for the past God knows how long*. I just feel good. I've turned up the music in my room and I am just in bliss. This is what hallucinogenics taken the right way (i.e. without Apocalypse Now in the background) must feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been on the phone home, and it seems that things are beginning to sort themselves out, and I just feel great about it. This is going to sound ultra pathetic, but I don't give a shit what anyone thinks.  I just feel like I'm not a huge failure, and that my family are proud of me, and nobody can take it away. I haven't had any good news for a long time, and my coping method of don't talk to anyone and just get on with it is only good for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to report, because I have nothing I want to bitch about, I just thought I'd share the happy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Very big apologies to anyone at fencing who has been on the wrong end of a stressed fleche. This goes out especially to Dave and Augustina.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Mandeep also deserves an honourable mention for putting up with me breaking a sword on his neck surprisingly well.</content>
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