Wednesday, December 05, 2007 ♠
♥ 11:02:00 PM
Think it's
kindda a bad period for me. Lots of crap surfacing, body's falling apart.
I'm on a 6 months sports MC. How great.
I'm not
ok.
But I have to be
ok.
Kindda sad.
But I have to appear fine.
I'll be fine ultimately but it takes time.
But why on earth am i so upset over that.
Deep down i think i
noe why but
i'm sure even u don't.
I'm not supposed to dwell on it but it's hard.
Trainings has
kindda been part of life not too long ago.
Dreams were raised.
Perspiration were shed.
Injuries were inflicted.
Competition's in 1 week's time.
POP...
i'm back to reality.
I just hate to
crumber to fate. I'm disappointed with myself.
Six months. May be a short time after all.
Continue deluding myself and it'll past.
I'm not even sure if you are willing to accept me. Everytime I touch the subject, your reactions so...indifferent.
Maybe i should stop the dream. Maybe this dream never belonged to me.
signing off