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It ain't easy.

Iverson
Usually when I come back from an injury, I have my rhythm back.


-Iverson





Saturday, September 30, 2006

alive i am! wakalaka. times flies, in jus a blink of eye. from janurary when we started talking abt graduate and o's. and rty nw jus a few more days to our hopes. but the fear in me got more. gettg nervous and scared in everything im doing nw. i have no idea.

seriously afraid this word is gettg in my way. partly O's. i jus dont understand why. doesnt matter, i shall go into deep thoughts! WAHAHAHA. hmm past few days studying is what i do. other than school, tuition, sleeping and studying. nth much. i can study and fall aslp. tired. no more time left to waste. the urgency to study alrty. practising maths everyday, study and read thru SS notes. humanities gonna score well. i need something to drive me in. fine, shall stop mentioning abt studies. it makes me sick of it too.

had friendly with T-net bukit merah jus nw. well, i can say that there's no life and energy in our team. we seems so dead. 8quarters we played. first game we lost. second game we won. bball to me is? maybe jus a sports to play with perhaps. sigh. tell me when's the last time or game that i played my very best and strive for every single one like i once used to be :( last year? last last year? whatever it is. bball brings me both happiness and sadness. where's the urge. turning rounds and rounds.

the game we play jus nw wasnt what MJ wish for. all he does was reprimanding every single soul out there. luckily enough he didnt comment much on me. so its ok with me. but seems like everyone is not pleased in what he's doing rty nw. anyway i guess tml will be the last trg im attending. becus my mum is starting to grumble ardy. must stay at home and slave as bookworm. and guess tml's trg will be hell. be a tough one. becus what we play today to him was a disaster! but the most stupid is, after his lecturing and all, he take out a 50 dollar note and say you all go have a drinks. one moment angry, next moment treat. but im neutral in anyway! so i take as nothing. jus listen to him. and train hard to achieved what he wants. heh. shall be like what i do always, jus listen in then out. maybe some sense one stay. but anyway his chinese damn difficult to understand, most of the time i will be huh? ok, i must plan for my future ardy! muahaha.

my phone bills gonna burst again. dunno hw much it gonna be. waiting for the bills to be delivered. fine. nth to talk abt.

ps - theres no space left to accomdate other.
sorry. goodbye. NIGHTS ` eleven rocks too.

used to be 2:01 AM







THE AUTHOR

Phyllis
nineteen; o2june
#11 rocks
great

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THAT
green/brown nike dunk
hoodie in black
low cut shoe
prints tee
YOU
my loveYESYES!

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