Let Imaginations Take Flight.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004,

I will be here for you
 
by michael w. smith.. damm nice song...

anyway..
i hate myself for today.. totally unlike me..
in the morning.. just after all the speeches on violence..
i couldn't control myself.. and had a fight with aaron during PE.. sux like hell...
i had totally lost it.. i could have endured it.. i could have treat the taunting tat i sux in bball further.. i could have carried on playing badly cause i know i'm sick..
but. i couldn't.. anyway.. i tink if i not sick.. i oso play lousy basketball..

i sux .. no further words

next event.. in toilet.. changing.. i put my uniform next to the basin.. chia came in and push my uniform onto a puddle of water.. immediately i shouted at him and we had a quarrel..
wat is wrong with me man.. can't i portray myself as a role model... can't i be myself?

its a bad day.. me exploding all over...
I SUCK TO THE CORE..

hope i can change... i don like this me at all...
so aggressive..
so aggitated..
so uncontrollable..
so unpredictable
so inpatient...

recently.. the moody virus struck me again..
i suddenly recollected the one phrase in e book tat i overlooked..

Change is never challenged

whether gd or bad.. nobody challenges changes...
aRghhhH... i just dunno wat to say now.. nothings going rite.. studies.. frenship.. and another problem troubling me since start of yr...

WHY AM I HIDING?

( the author of this blog has taken leave for a couple of days, after he had contacted a moody virus which could cause permanent or temporary harm to his blog readers. Frequent readers are advised to put on 5mm thick lead linned spectacles before viewing this blog.

Children under 12 are advised to be accompanied by a parent while viewing the contents of this blog. If anyone happened to see the author of this blog in public, please do bear with him. He needs some time to recupperate from this terrible illness.)


10:20 PM