I spent 6 hrs rushing out my NYAA reflections log. Lousy quality. I could have done better. I love basketball, yet I know nothing about it. I dont even know simple basketball rules. What am I doing? Failure.
The gap is getting wider and wider. I know I can never catch up. The situation is just turning from bad to worse. How I wish I can spread my wings and fly just like MJ on court. I am just so hopeless, landed myself in this pile of Da Bian. I am tired, really tired. My fate has been sealed? The basketball will always be in my hands. I will never let go. I asked myself back then, will we still be the same years later?
The invisible dementors seem to have sucked all the happiness out of me. At this point of time, I can only swallow my tears. Words just couldnt come out. Unbearable pain. Happy Autumn is gone. Who can lend her a shoulder to cry on? Will she be back again?
Will the paper aeroplanes ever return to where the owner is?
You may not understand what I am writing, I'm sorry, but this is how I feel this day, this time, this moment. I love all of you. Bye.
tag replies: dean and xiao yun, guess wrongly already lah. 4, 7, 9, 18 and 19 are false statements, all others are true. =/
yijun, where did you go? MIA for so long. Never see you on msn and your blog is inaccessible.
