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Friday, May 26, 2006

i'll hold on to hope.

gah, headaches, back aches, body aches.
maybe heartaches
and wth i missed trg ystd due to me really not feeling well and i guess i would have just died if i trained, and my condition would deteriorate. i could not even run 2 rounds around the track without panting real badly, how to canoe for 1 hour? i was seriously dying, but the seniors kept cheering me on, they kept me going. they kept saying, "go geraldine, you can do it. all the way. you have to beat yourself." that really encouraged me a lot. thank you. gah, i promise to train harder next week, after i recover from this stupid illness. and i hope i will recover soon, which is tmr. (: sick for 1 week plus already, it's time.

i promise not to let you down
again.

my heart still bleeds for you.




tag/links

and now the stars
aren't out tonight, but
neither are we,
to look up at them.
why does hello feel like goodbye?
these memories
can't replace
these wishes I wished
and dreams I chased.
take this broken heart,
and make it right.

when will you save me?



stabbed my heart.