urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_bok but fuck off if you protest Marianne 2005-02-17T13:39:41Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_bok:83979 2004-11-12T06:13:13Z 2004-11-12T06:13:13Z bjork in my mind. i have come to the conclusion that this journal has many awful memories that i would like to erase from my memory. therefore i will not be posting on this LJ anymore.<br /><br />if you are one of the most special people that i have chosen to become a friend on my new LJ, where i will post about my new life day-to-day... then feel priveledged.<br /><br />sorry to those i didn't choose but i feel a change is in order.<br /><br />i've made 99% of the posts on this LJ friends only so that certain people wouldn't see my posts. although i must admit i did a lot more private entries than friends only ones.<br /><br />i'm not deleting this LJ... i will keep my memories for me to look back in sometime in the future. but for now... i need a change and to start a-fresh.<br /><br />so goodbye to everyone on this LJ, and a 'i will post soon' to all those whom i have chosen to be the "special ones" :)<br /><br />the end. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_bok:80235 2004-10-26T08:22:27Z 2005-02-17T13:39:41Z dont talk to me about music... Ever since I was really young, I always wanted to succeed in my music. Even though I hated practising, I worked my ass off when I did.<br />All through primary school I knew music was my life and always would be. It was like God had shined a light down on me when I got accepted into a special interest music school, where I started my dream.<br /><br />Music is my life, and always will be. For a long time I knew that it was what I was destined to do, play and teach music. Until a camera was put in my hand, then I changed my mind about my future. But that doesn't matter... All through high school I pushed myself to limits that I never knew I could go to. It was all building up to this one year. My last year of high school.<br /><br />All it was was 2 pieces to shatter my dreams. Shatter my whole 10 years of playing clarinet in 7 minutes.<br /><br />I've always known that I'm good at what I do, everyone tells me it everyday, and I believe in it. Not once did I ever doubt my huge talent, until this day.<br /><br />It wasn't until today that all my years of hard work, passion, everything came to a halt. It feels like the love of my life has left me...<br /><br />Not only have I let my clarinet teacher down, but I've really crushed myself.<br /><br />None of you will understand what I'm talking about, or how much pain I am in. But nothing, nothing at all can fix it.<br /><br />The end. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_bok:79572 2004-10-19T12:08:49Z 2004-11-11T23:22:59Z cranberries in my mind... friends only. only because i've had people read this that i dont want to see what i think about ... things. yes. if you want to add me, feel free to as i'm sure i will add you back. just dont be one of <b>them</b>. <p><em>that's all there is, there isn't anymore...</em></p>&lt;/center&gt;