This is my story...

Monday, March 21, 2005

It wasn't really that happening for me for the past few days. Yeah for the third time, I injured my wrist. Now every badminton player knows if your wrist is injured you cannot do shiet... oh unless if you wanna improve your stamina by going jogging every morning, or practicing some footwork under your block.. anyways I can't hold the racket.

Whenever my friends asked about your, whether if it was intentionally or not, I did not know how to reply them. Whenever they asked if I was alright, my reply was yes I am, or I hope so. It is a real reply, but sometimes doubts reigned across my mind. I wasn't sure. I wasn't sure of anything at all...

Anyways I will be enlisting on the 22nd of April. I look fat and unfit and I guess I am gonna die in NS.

And I've bought a cap for my mei. Yeah she wanted that cap and she boldly asked for it. Haha nevermind it's ok, at least if saved my energy walking around looking for presents when I don't know what you like.. it's better to tell me what you like and I can get it for you.. I'll save all the trouble walking up and down town, browsing through watches and rings and necklace and all of that crap...

Sometimes when I am stranded at home, I feel lonely.. and when someone calls me out, I am too lazy to get my ass out.

Hahahahahaha and people say in court, 90% of my strokes are based on strength and 10%, mind. Seriously I will only do that when I go back to TPJC. Don't wanna waste my brain cells there thinking what's the next shot, afterall one shot down and it's all over.

Enough of rantings and whinings and braggings.

Sometimes I really feel like turning back time, to where we were, just the two of us, and time stops there forever... You lying onto my shoulder, with my hand around your waist, my lips near your right ear, your hand clenching onto mine tightly, and me whispering into your ear, "don't ever leave me again."

It won't happen anyways.

Rambled by kaSh at 11:29 pm