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It's times like this that the inadequacies of my intellectual capacity is highlighted isn't it. GP essay was a trainwreck. "Going green is a luxury that only developed countries can afford". Discuss. So, my failure to evaluate the idea that being environmentally conscious is not a luxury, but rather a necessity in progressing in today's world, coupled with my inability to articulate my argument in a balanced and not-so-extreme way would probably be rewarded with more failure in terms of marks. Vicious cycle is this not.

Won't life be so much easier if all I had to do was to be repulsed at Kara Dioguardi pouting at and velcrose-ing herself to Simon Cowell.
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