Peace

Sunday, January 21, 2007
patiently focused

ok. i m back again.
i think this year can already but summarise into a word, i wished that word could be 'focus' but i think 'difficulties' would be a better word at this time.

random thoughts
1. i still wanna play badminton
2. i was pretty distracted today. not good.
3. a challenge to walk this line.
4. need to spend some time reflecting for sss1 blog post.
5. so if things are mutual shldnt everyone be playing a part? thats why its mutual right?
6. i still wanna run.
6a. my shin splint is really getting to me, gonna have to see auntie esther soon.
7. was thinking about what someone said, how people read blogs and wanna know more about whats going thru the blogger's mind, i think its quite true. then i wonder why i blog in circles and generic terms so that people would probably be too lazy to figure out what i m talking about. hmmm.
8. terms are coming. damn. i need to get my thoughts straightened.
9. its never easy to let go, like in my previous post. but hey, its a good gauge.
10. bball training is gonna be colliding with my terms revisions. so how?
11. i m thinking about changing my blogskin. i saw this pretty cool skin on blogskins.com last night. so yea..
12. sometimes i wonder if you re doing this on purpose just to spike me.
13. i wonder if what i said is actually gonna come true. its amazing how people work. like some people say, 'better watch what u wish for, u might just get it'.

its been some fluntuating shit. higher ground. stable ground.

i read peh's blog, and saw some stuff which gave some inspiration. haha.

note to self. never ever ever ever let anyone play with your mind like this again.
and this invisible line is just gonna keep growing and growing. and i know its gonna keep spacing, and yet i know i m gonna have to tell myself that i m strong enough and pretend everything's gonna be ok. to pretend that there is some bottemless pit in my heart to suck in all these fears and tears, to accept that your heart is so big that its making u gasp for breath. and so i ll keep telling myself i m alright, tell it to myself a zillion times, when i m on the bus, lying on my bed, running, that i m gonna be strong, that peace will come. that with each burden it ll get easier. sometimes the irony it all makes me laugh, of how u could be the most lonely admist the crowd of friends, except i dont. and just maybe someday, someday u ll look back and understand, understand that damn, i miss you.

[ Peace out! ]
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