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Friday, August 7, 2009

i think its coming to an end soon- my life. ever since young i fell in love with every sport i had tried. sport is 1 of the reason why i am able to survive till now. its by my side for so long. i don't want to lose it... :( at least before i get paralysed or handicap there a few things i wish i could do:

  1. i want to play basketball and win you
  2. i want to give you a punch
  3. i want to swim like never before ( i regretted not developing a passion for it)
  4. i want to kneel down on my knees and ask those million questions that are trapped within me
  5. i want to have a normal date with the person i like
  6. and i want to be able to perform on stage 1 day
  7. i want to go out and shop for every single thing i love

hopefully( this a dream that never will come true) you can accompany the remaining painful journey that i had to complete walking.

retarded right? i also cannot believe that i am typing this. maybe my next blog post maybe on my will. though i hope not.

i just do not understand. what of me did i do wrong?! why of all people it is me? always me? why must i keep losing the things that i really love, that i am willing to sacrifice everything for, that i tried my very best to do well and all the things that i tresaured most?!

its so hurtful. i hope that maybe god or just anyone will tell me what wrong had i done. so maybe i can stop and correct myself. all the dreams, wishes and things are just what many others around me too want! but why cant i get it? why? but why do they get it no matter how bitchy, bastard, evil, violent and asshole they are! i really tried my best to be nice, care for others, try not to make everyone angry though i am blur. i am tired. very. just which part of me not good and deserving enough to lead a better life?

like what i always say, my birth was a mistake from the very beginning. i always try to stay cheerful in class, make those people around me laugh and be happy. i guess its going to be over soon. there is not even any energy left within me.

my time has come. to crumble at even a slight push. this is the lowest point of my life.

there are still many things i had not done. i still have not leave my life to the fullest...

save the last dance for me will you?

it hurts to wait for the seconds, minutes and hours to tick by. because the near future is always pitch-black darky. we can never see it.

@6:43 PM
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