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This has been a really strange week.

I like struggle. No, no - don't get me wrong. There are two kinds of struggle. One, the struggle, "life sucks", "life really, really sucks". The bad struggle. The struggle that leaves you discontent and dissatisfied Then there's the struggle which doesn't even feel like struggle. Challenge at most. The struggle (or challenge) that brings growth, character - the challenge that makes you feel good, even whilst you're going through it. Almost like diligence, hard work, perseverance. Now - that's the one I like. (Usually, it also comes with quite a bit of time, so I get to take things slow).

Then, there's the struggle to cut your ToK essay by 280 words. That, I have no words to describe. Oh, there's also the struggle to lose the Badminton game during the Olympics. This, uh ... . yeah.

- too insular, I know I've just come back from a trip all around Europe, but I'd really like to meet (and stay with for a while) a group of brand new people, just to expand my worldview and realise how crazily blessed I am.

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