the raining killed the day.i made up my mind not to sleep half my march break away, and the raining totally made me think otherwise. i woke up, but everything was just persuading me to go back and snooze on, the bed, the weather, the lighting, the fan, everything.went for training. it's hard to tell whats wrong, because nothing really seems that right. everything's just screaming at me to let go. it's hard but i will press on. well, i have to.i walked past the patch of grass beside the playground just beside the lift to my block. it was where everything began. but it really seems so small now, the area. and it's amazing to think of how i used to play badminton here. hitting back monotonous lobs to my dad which went on like forever and i still won't get sick of it.and it's so sad to see that i'm not enjoying it as much as i should be. it's ending soon, and i hope it'll end off just like how it started. with a smile.- i dont need your affirmation, i dont need the shouts. afterall, no one will be there forever. i'll count on myself because your own self will be the most important and reliable support you can ever have. it will never fail you, unless you choose it to. you dont have to shout for me, just let me know you're with me.'hope is the most important capital, because it will never go away unless you choose it to'E: i think if i were to take badminton out of your life now, you prolly wun survive'G: let me think bout it..G: yeah, i prolly wun.go guorong. go weng loong. posted by GuoRong Monday, March 16, 2009 . . .
