Lil B here. It's not such a sunny day down in my lethal legal sphere where daggers are hidden, looks are deceiving, words are bent to the untruth, and expressions can hardly be deciphered. You think your life is a funfair circus? Wait till you shake a hand with invisible needles, brittle piecemeal alliances, and unrepentant bitchings which threaten to ruin the one's reputation.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

When An Obstacle Arises

When the going gets tough, the tough gets crazy.

It happens.

What's the point of working my ass off??

To get good results.

Can life be even more stereotype?

I don't just want to live a mundane life.

I want something extraordinary.

I'm glad that I'm over and done with Chaucer's effing presentations for now.

I don't want to have anything to do with it anymore.

Working so hard and only getting 4 hours of sleep is not worth it.

I don't understand an effing thing about Tort.

I am going to now work my ass off to work in New York next time.

So when an obstacle arises, you first unleash your frustrations, THEN, you face the obstacle in the face and you battle it out.

The world is a combat field.

The toughest survive.
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