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Thursday, 14 February 2008 5:40 pm
Is this what empowerment is??

Perhaps a change in the wind?
A smile from a young wean?
Admiring looks from a possible suitor?
Or simply feeling empowered.

One thing's for sure, I've almost gotten the spring in my step back.

I've gotten what's mine back and safely locked away, to collect interest.
I've lost my sanity to my driving instructor who's turmoiled on why I don't have lessons on the morrow.
I've hasten in making decisions without breaking a sweat, nor breaking anyone's rice bowls.
I've made my heart temporarily devoid of emotion for tmr.
I've made the decisive move to end my perdition, once and for all.
I've promised myself restraint from inebriation.
I've let my mind wander freely and lucidly.
I've no longer become a maudlin, irascible person in a quadrille.
I've ended all comparitives to being doleful and feeling rueful for others and myself.
I've long gone being chagrined and beguiled.
I've ended my long run of being sinecure and taciturn.
I've begun to relish what's up for the taking.

Today's driving was beyong my wildest imaginations. Not only was my driving horrendous (I gave my instructor 3 frights as opposed to him scaring me once) but I feel like I'm being match-made. Oddly enough, to the very person that scared the berjeezes out of my instructor. Comical. I didn't even realise it was the object of my apparent interest.

Started on test routes and boy was I in for a shock. Managed the task that most of them fail at but can't handle the wretched U-turns! M got all heartbroken cos I said J was nicer. It all started with him though. I couldn't believe I ended up flushing red up to my neck. Its unnerving when M stares, J just jokes.

I'm gonna start on the EFTS thingy on the morrow. My blessed heart cannot and should not have to put up with this amount of stress in one day.

Not so dateless after all!
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