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Saturday, April 21, 2007
one word.

EIKS!

This is so difficult and strange. When I read it, its like plunging into a spider web. I felt this overwhelming wave of.. things. Uncertainty, confusion, surprise, apology and finally, disappointment. I can't fathom what's going on because well, I guess we're never brave enough to talk about it.

haha I just suck at this. I got everything tangled and misunderstood and whoa, I'm a total screwed-up case.

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I'm never shy but this is different
I can't explain the way I'm feeling tonight
I'm losing control of my heart
Tell me what can I do to make you happy
Nothing I ever say seems to come out right
I'm losing control of my heart

And I wish that I could be
Another better part of me
Can't hear what your thinking
Maybe if I just let go
you'd open up your heart

But I can't read you
I wish I knew what's going through your mind
Can't touch you, your heart defending I get left behind
I can't reach you
I wish I knew what's going through your mind
Can't touch you, your heart protecting I get left behind


Daniel Bedingfield; I can't read you

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I played so badly during field training yesterday that I won't be surprised if I get kicked out for comp. I kept losing possession of the ball and panicking under pressure /: eiks. It really feels terrible to have such a demoralising training session. AND, I sprained my right ankle again when Coach rammed into my leg /: Brilliant. It wasn't his fault though. He left some bruises, but it was the clumsy way I fell that got it strained again.

And sometimes, I don't understand adults. Whatever it is, it just makes me feel like running away from home for a day or two. Icy atmoshperes like this one are scary, and unfamiliar. It doesn't help if you two pretend everything is normal either. I'm not a two year old.

Hmm-mm. In summary, life sucks, take drugs. (favourite friend's favourite phrase) haha just kidding! :D Drugs are baddddddddd okay! Wry attempt at a joke. okay I'm going to sleep. Then I'll have the energy to tackle all these!

Shall start with a big smile! -BIG SMILE! oh yeah.

tagreplies

--: hmm? who are you?

shaojian: I think my Mom might change her mind! (: Meow can weave her magic on her somehow for being so cute.

yx:
hahaha I was talllllllll! :D

in the name of love.
6:34 PM