OPE Day

Today was OPE Day. I hate people, events, and things that make me feel less about myself. Like OPE. I hate it but it is a necessary evil. Can't be shrugged off. You have to endure it. Else it will make your life rough. I have known other OPEs, which were so drastic and bad that today seemed like a gentle breeze. The feeling of oppression was still there, but the degree was different.



Now let me talk about people who make me feel less than I am. Well, is this sentence correct? Has it been structured correctly? I dunno. Maybe PST or JD can help me out with this. I am sure NRU can not even comprehend of these things. Well, I have certainly come a long way, now.



I have a penchant to make big blunders in my life. I just did one. And this is an effort to erase something similar. I know I am a fool. But knowing this makes me wiser. I can make things better. OPE is a devil of the 28th. 29th is a new day. Let me sleep over it. Goodnite! People, today, If I hurt anybody, please forgive me. I will pray for you.

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  1. sunshine12:17 PM

    hy nits!nee vara vara enna ezhutherene ennaku puriya matten thu dee...romba complicateda ezhuthura!etho sollara athu mattum puriyuthu. ennoda kutti muliku ithu mattum than purinthichuthu.. btw wz OPE day? give sum gyan yar!

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