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Well, thing that was meant to happen, has arrived. I am NotFucking coming back. And the Inspire Name Dissovle to time. Afterall, I was leaving one day. 
          
          I need to hit my true potential, and Without killing my creativity and Fun I say, but it's definitely going to get less time Now.
          
          Well, I might, I just might want to finish my, books sometime, so that  might be my last visit. Though chances are low. I need to do more than just a Fandom.
          If I failed, you're never gonna know me, and if I succeed you're never  recognize Me.
          
          Plans, are bit absurd, and they would begin afterwards my olympiads and Finals, I do Start focusing on Academics more, I need to Improve my art, and finally crack my skills in it. Well, I am only emotion less and cold, when I am working, so pretty much, I am approachable and friendly. My side mission would be to finally push, my One and Only Real life True Friend and Classmate, towards his dream of being a neurosurgeon, afterwards I got few more Friends, Well one happen to be really good in  traditional classical music, he even won, 2nd position in a national level competition, he is also a good friend. In terms of music, I am also getting started on building a new hobby, of guitar, listening music has always been great so, why not play some?
          
          In my upcoming grade, I'll focused, more On Learning things, You I had already roughly finished Next years Sci and maths syllabus, so I am gonna start with the year next to it, I tried it, and I was really struggling with physics, so I'm do better. Motivation hits, and feels good, but I will try to be, more calm and stay in flow. I guess inspire won't be gone, though not recognized anymore, of course, cause I seeing myself meeting more people and friends in upcoming time.
          
          I am gonna still use, few social media for the shake of my study groups and few friends, and Academic community. 
          
          I thought about deleting account, but not sure yet.
          
          Byeeeeee!!!! Leaving—— I got ice cream in fridge—— gotta finish it—!!!

I hate how silent I am, sometimes 
          
          I passed Both my olympiads (level 1)
          And I have yet to tell my parents, it's almost been a week

Music and Adventure #1
          It all started with a calm breezey morning, Far away from an Adventurous and exciting life, As much as silent as the music played. An ordinary seeming family, a ordinary town And the Uncertainty, that crept in heart of one of its residenter. 
          
          Falling leaves, and Cool winds Travelled house to house, road to road; admise it, folding his scarf was a boy, dim and faded, it wasn't a grey sight, but neither vibrant color people expect it to be.
          
          Journey sure begins with Dreams, but unlike here, he slept stiff, no Dreams nor nightmare. Still boredom never managed to get to him, a slight passion held his heart close, even his heart beat in rhythm. But, unknown to the vast Expansion of this love of him, he never thought about it. Consequencally, Nothing else he did, caught his mind, Feeling alone and uncertain, he sat close by the window, Staring at the Moon, he let his hands dance on the stage of strings.
          
          Neither dim nor bright, this uncertainty was not always seen by others, in their reference he was doing more than enough, Studies or Demeanor, Everything was well and fine. 
          
          Continuing his daily life, challenged by Nothing but his choice of eating what tonight, he stood by the edge of cliff, watching the stars uncover themselves, And coming home late, The voices of worries from his parents. 
          
          But.. it's just a start, it's soul that has the ignition to Spark the world on fire of his charm, a silent soul, a Mischievous Grin, Friendly Demeanor, a comforting smile, he was meant to win hearts, though challenged by a storm, he stood between it's eyes, With his ones shining higher...

*sigh...* *"I should really be going", mumbles slowy, couldn't be heard admise his melody* (I am getting sick of all this..  I wish all this do end..) *there was a sudden shift in his composure and a Sucessive affect in his music*
          (But.. No i can't stop.. I have her behind me) *trys to stay stiff, his hand slightly off rhythm, a small jerk in his ears, showed his tension* 
          *sees the faces in crowd, afterwards the whole kalos fest*
          (Do I really have to do it? It's not worth it any way) *he thinks as he prepares to leave*

Finally getting the momentum, Bye

Now, I don't even know, who am I?

I feel like giving up, but not giving in

Being Inspire is so easy, I hate it

From warm to cold, now Cold and warm? What?

Oh fuck it's back